THE MUSIC ROOM
The orchestra consisted of many strange instruments: two jugs played by young women on high stools, pan pipes played by a young boy in a squashed hat, a bell rung by an old man in a ragged robe, and one French horn awaiting its musician.
Harold had auditioned for the position of solo vocalist, and was shocked to find out he was expected to perform nude, with one hand held behind his back.
Suddenly, a shot rang out—awakening him, showing him the brass statues all around the room, statues in the same attitudes as the musicians in his dream, and one French horn awaiting its master.
Was the dream real? Was the shot real? And what of the statue that looked like Harold himself?
Read The Music Room by I.M. Haroldson, to find out the grisly truth. Coming soon to a bookstore near you.
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