One summer day, in a provincial villa far away from the big city, the Piano Wizard sat down at his piano to finally compose the great symphonic suite that he had already been hearing in his head for a long time. The Wizard was a very peculiar person. He lived alone in his villa where books, records, musical scores, various mementos, plaques, and awards, all covered with a thick layer of dust, lined the shelves. Well, he didn’t actually live completely alone: he had a dog named Maestro, Just as...