Octavia begins to question her purpose as a musician and what playing her cello means to her.

This is my first "complete" fanfic. I had tried to write a few in the past, but couldn't keep up enough enthusiasm to get very far before I scrapped them. I have very little experience with writing, but I wanted to give it a shot. I decided to try and write something short, to see if I could actually get myself to finish something.

Hopefully somepony out there enjoys it on some level. I appreciate any advice, and hopefully I'll be able to integrate it into future works if I can overcome my laziness and procrastination. I've decided to reformat this and turn it into a one-shot story, which is what it was originally conceived as. Thanks for reading.