“…I hit the keys, and the sound took me on a
journey, and I went away, I went away, until
space and time were lost. I was experiencing a
form of annihilation, as if I were sinking into an
undisturbed infinity. …I continued to play with
my tears falling on the keys. …I arrived at my
house on foot, with the rain falling incessantly.
Rain of purgatory. I felt reborn.”
It is a novel that deals with the need for artistic expression of a technocrat economist, who hides within himself the flame of musical creation, which comes to the surface in a catalytic way.