"All right. I just have to perform one last song and then the event will be done." He said as he slowly let go of her hand and turned around and went over to the orchestra. The villagers noticed him and they all began following him, as they stood crowded together and watched him stand there as he raised his hands. His began to lift up and down forming a pace, and the musicians began to play. His parents stood their in the middle and front of the crowd watching and smiling. His hands swaying with grace as purpose, as he was conducting the music. All of his heart and soul put into his motions, listening to the music he was creating.