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gesangvoll) wrote2010-12-05 06:43 pm
gesangvoll) wrote2010-12-05 06:43 pm
Dream 009; Mozart Mozart Mozart
Warnings: Habsburgs and gratuitous Mozart. Also, IDK if Leopold and all them are very IC, so you've been warned.
Given that Vienna was known as one of the cities for musicians and that Austria's ruling family, the Habsburgs, were quite fond of fine music, it was not unusual for Austria to private concerts given by musicians invited personally by his empress. What was unusual about this particular concert, however, was that the musician performing was a mere child rather than a full-grown man. Granted, there were rumors all across Vienna about this particular child, but Austria found it rather difficult to believe that this child standing in front of him, his empress, and several of her children was as gifted as the other Viennese nobility said he was.
Once the audience, for lack of a better term, had settled down, the boy's father stepped forward and began to speak. "It is a great honor to be invited here, your majesty," Leopold said, bowing as he spoke. "Wolfgang, too, is honored to be here. If it pleases your majesty, Wolfgang will begin by playing a few of his own compositions."
Upon hearing his name, the little boy merely smiled brightly and sat down at the fortepiano, waiting for his chance to play. As soon as his father gave him the nod to do so, Mozart began to play. Austria watched in awe as this child who was no more than seven years old focused completely on the instrument in front of him, his fingers gliding over the instrument with a skill rarely found in even those musicians older and more accomplished than him. It seemed that the rumors from the other Viennese nobility had their basis after all. Little Mozart played several other pieces after his own were finished, mostly those by more accomplished composers of the day, such as Haydn.
The boy continued to play for some time, even playing while blindfolded because the empress had requested it to test his talent. Of course, the boy had managed to play perfectly even with the blindfold on, much to both Austria and Maria Theresa's amazement. When his performance was finally complete, every person in the room broke out in thunderous applause. Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart stood up from the fortepiano bench and gave an overly flamboyant bow, seemingly mocking the bow given by his father at the beginning of his performance.
Given that Vienna was known as one of the cities for musicians and that Austria's ruling family, the Habsburgs, were quite fond of fine music, it was not unusual for Austria to private concerts given by musicians invited personally by his empress. What was unusual about this particular concert, however, was that the musician performing was a mere child rather than a full-grown man. Granted, there were rumors all across Vienna about this particular child, but Austria found it rather difficult to believe that this child standing in front of him, his empress, and several of her children was as gifted as the other Viennese nobility said he was.
Once the audience, for lack of a better term, had settled down, the boy's father stepped forward and began to speak. "It is a great honor to be invited here, your majesty," Leopold said, bowing as he spoke. "Wolfgang, too, is honored to be here. If it pleases your majesty, Wolfgang will begin by playing a few of his own compositions."
Upon hearing his name, the little boy merely smiled brightly and sat down at the fortepiano, waiting for his chance to play. As soon as his father gave him the nod to do so, Mozart began to play. Austria watched in awe as this child who was no more than seven years old focused completely on the instrument in front of him, his fingers gliding over the instrument with a skill rarely found in even those musicians older and more accomplished than him. It seemed that the rumors from the other Viennese nobility had their basis after all. Little Mozart played several other pieces after his own were finished, mostly those by more accomplished composers of the day, such as Haydn.
The boy continued to play for some time, even playing while blindfolded because the empress had requested it to test his talent. Of course, the boy had managed to play perfectly even with the blindfold on, much to both Austria and Maria Theresa's amazement. When his performance was finally complete, every person in the room broke out in thunderous applause. Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart stood up from the fortepiano bench and gave an overly flamboyant bow, seemingly mocking the bow given by his father at the beginning of his performance.
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There's no point in dwelling on that, though.
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Can you hear the wheels in his head turning yet, Austria?]
1914. Thank you. [a pause] Are there other...[how does he put this?]...other countries, then, where you are from?
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Of course there are. Several other nations are here in Somarium, as well. I assume you would like to know about Italy?
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...admittedly, I am curious. About all of the countries here. [he's avoiding the Italy subject]
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[Stopping there to let Salieri ask more specific questions, since really, there's no point in explaining things without knowing the specific information Salieri wished to know.]
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South Italy...are there two separate Italies, then?
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And South Italy is in Somarium, but not North Italy?
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[...] I've spoken to...Korea before. Why does he insist that it was his country that created the first musical score?
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Because Korea is an idiot, hopelessly deluded by his own foolish daydreams that he fails to recognize the words spilling out of his mouth as complete and utter lies. I suppose one should not expect too much from a country from that part of the world, but really.
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So he is merely a fool. I did not think it sounded malicious, only misinformed. [you can practically hear him refraining from rolling his eyes, because gentlemen don't do that sort of thing] It is good to know that I can henceforth ignore most of what comes out of his mouth.
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That sounds...aggravating. [a pause] Your house?
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My house is what you would consider Austria in your world. Though it... really does not resemble a house in the slightest, that is the term used.
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Ah, I see. [that makes sense, he supposes. Another pause, while he gathers his thoughts] ...you mentioned your wife, Hungary?
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Clearly.