She hides behind her music, behind the sound of the melody she plays. Louder, then softer, louder, then softer, playing out the scene of someone else's story, like a writer consumed in her own novel. She tells a story of two lovers, two ill-fated lovers who dance through the heat of summer. But when winter comes, they drift apart, overcome by the secrets they bear. All the while, she hides behind her music, never revealing the face of the one who composed such a sorrowful ending.