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"It's time." These two words charged through the boy's consciousness like an electric shock. After all the practicing, all the hard work, all the waiting, it was finally time for his recital to begin. It was the moment that his gifts, graces, and discipline all strained to share. It was a conspiracy of grace. He stepped fearfully onto the stage, walked to his chair, and sat down. The maestro nodded. It was, finally, time. He put bow to string and began to play. And a hushed audience drank in the sounds of his brilliance.