It had been a while since he’d been summoned to play for the Master. Every day he wished for the request because he was allowed out of the small room. The small room was lonely and dark. Everything was provided, a bed, blanket, meals, but no one to talk to, no companion.
The demand to play the piano was a chance to leave that room, bathe, don fresh clothes, and do what he loved best. The time passed quickly however, as the Master’s concentration was limited.