First, a fragile melody in C minor: searching, climbing toward E♭, then falling back. Hope, then its echo. The ostinato swallows each note whole and regurgitates the same four-note pattern.
Then — a sudden subito piano .
A long silence. Two empty beats.
The left hand drops to a whisper. But something has shifted: the right hand plays B♮, then D, then F♯ — alien notes, impossible notes. For one breath, the ostinato stumbles. A crack in the mechanism. ostinato destino
Fine. Ostinato destino is not tragedy. Tragedy implies surprise, a fall from grace. This is something older: a tread wheel, a pulse, a return. It is the knowledge, at age twelve, that your life will rhyme with your parents' lives. It is the phone that rings with the same bad news every third Tuesday. It is the note you keep writing because you cannot write the other note. First, a fragile melody in C minor: searching,