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The theme of this year's competition was, 'Melody of Love that Never Dies.'

The piece I chose to perform is a suite composed by my father, which is divided into four chapters.

It is a challenging work that requires not only the technical skills of the performer, but also deep emotional expression.

These days of hard training have helped me to memorise the nuances between each note and phrase.

I was determined to play it perfectly, despite Aria's best endeavours in playing it as well.

e first movement began with a sweet, tender melody, like a whispered conversation between lovers.

Each note flowed into the next, gentle and warm, capturing the innocence of newfound love.

My fingers danced over the keys, coaxing the melody to life, letting it fill the room with its soft, lilting tones.

The audience was silent, their attention rapt as the music wrapped around them, drawing them into the story it told.

Suddenly, my tempo picked up and the chords became more complex, like a storm falling, reminding us of the second movement.

Orlando named the second movement 'Life is Calling' because it tells the story of the love and anxiety he felt when I was born.

As the music flowed out of my hands, the corners of my eyes moistened and I could feel Orlando on the jury table looking at me with loving tenderness.

He had written his life into the suite, and he had given me a piece of music with such an important meaning to play.

fail to live up

darker and more brooding as it tells the story of lovers separated

feel the weight of that eternal separation, and with my playing I let this emotion flow

audience all held their breath as they

I play on the piano in the

in the face of destiny, or will it be a crushing

I eased my fingers at this point,

love in its purest, most selfless form. It spoke of a love that transcended personal desire, a love for the world and for music

played, I felt a sense of release, of joy and gratitude

music swelled to its climax, filling the room with its brilliance, and then,

in the air for a heartbeat before fading

was holding its breath, caught in

the audience was still processing what they had

grew into a roaring ovation, the sound of it filling the hall with an

and bowed deeply

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a wave of sound that seemed

I straightened, my eyes found Aria's

smile had vanished, replaced by

the urge to smile back at

won, despite her