Okay, but... hear me out. Maybe... this one—- This could change so much.
[Farrah slumps at this meeting. Unlike last time, she’s less bold. But she doesn’t seem right either. In fact— somethings very wrong. She begins to sing.]
[It’s sung in an eerie, hopeless melody, devoid of the usual passion her singing holds. When she sings the part about being scared, her eyes do flutter to try and make contact with Salieri, but for the most part, Farrah’s gaze is unfocused, her body swaying gently with her own song. She even ends it with some creepy humming for good measure.
She doesn’t think she cares enough about herself to give up the lives of everyone else. But... She’s also gotten a taste of life, here.
She doesn’t want to sit back and watch life go by.]
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[Farrah slumps at this meeting. Unlike last time, she’s less bold. But she doesn’t seem right either. In fact— somethings very wrong. She begins to sing.]
This is life or death
I can’t even
What is breath.
Dad I’m really scared.
Because I’m
Actually dead.
[It’s sung in an eerie, hopeless melody, devoid of the usual passion her singing holds. When she sings the part about being scared, her eyes do flutter to try and make contact with Salieri, but for the most part, Farrah’s gaze is unfocused, her body swaying gently with her own song. She even ends it with some creepy humming for good measure.
She doesn’t think she cares enough about herself to give up the lives of everyone else. But... She’s also gotten a taste of life, here.
She doesn’t want to sit back and watch life go by.]
Would I—- Could I?