A Soft Resonant Note

A gleaming black wooden slope drew my gaze from across the room. I carefully stepped from the back of the settee onto the broad, polished lid of the upright piano, pausing to feel the slick, lacquer finish beneath my dark paws. Near the edge, a tiny velvet runner had bunched up. Curious, I leaned down and nudged a stray wooden pencil resting there. It rolled across the smooth gloss and dropped softly onto an exposed key below, producing a deep, gentle chime that hummed through the wood under my feet.