We Share Everything (Part 17)

 

Note: I refer to music a great deal in this part to convey emotional feelings, speaking of specific works of music by name and composers. However, I did not write with the intention that the reader listen at the same time as reading (that would be absurd given the length of some of the music). So, please do not feel constrained in that sense (though you can if you want, I suppose). I provide a list of the music at the end with the name of the musical work, its composer, and YouTube links to some of the best performances I could find. If you like what I wrote, I would encourage you to listen to the music at your leisure. They are very beautiful actually. I like to listen to them while imagining the ponies dancing. If nothing else, I recommend listening to Chopin's Sonata No. 2 and Schubert's serenade, since they have an impact on Celestia in this part. Also, I sometimes refer to the homelands of the dignitaries mentioned. The names of their homelands are taken from names of horse breeds (Friesian, for example)

 

Part 17: It is the early afternoon of the day before the diplomatic conference. The palace guest rooms were occupied by dignitaries from far flung kingdoms and their entourages. Many were touring or otherwise milling about the palace. Save only a few bruises, Anon had recovered fully and had spent the last two days assisting the event coordinator, Fancy Pants, ensure everything was in place for the conference. Both Princesses had been extremely busy making their own preparations.

 

Having assisted the event coordinator put the final touches on preparations, Anon had one final task for the day; meet with Princess Sparkle and give her a final briefing on what to expect, do, and observe in the conference. Her role was to stay close to Princesses Celestia and Luna in order to observe and learn. For Princess Sparkle, it constituted training and it would be the most significant diplomatic event she had participated in to this point. Anon had arranged to meet her this afternoon via exchanged letters and he now waited in the designated meeting place, which was a small salon connected to one of the palace's main galleries. He selected this salon, a small but cozy and finely decorated room with double doors, due to the fact that it contained a unique piano. This piano was one that Anon had commissioned to be built to closely approximate one on Earth. It had cost him more bits than he cared to disclose, but the workmanship was exceedingly fine and only slight deviations from an Earth piano could be detected. Choosing this room allowed him to play while he waited. Feeling pensive, he had been playing Gymnopedies by Satie. The sound of the door latch interrupted him and he stood, expecting to see Princess Sparkle enter. Instead, it was Breezy Leaves.

Anon was a little surprised. "Oh. Well, that's fine Breezy. I have some documents for Princess Sparkle here, but I suppose I can just have them delivered to her room with a note. They're fairly self-explanatory. Just a few simple schedule changes for the second and third days of the conference she should be aware of."

Then a wonderful idea struck Anon. "Breezy, wait a moment. How busy are you for the rest of the afternoon?"

"Will you ask your supervisor if I could borrow your services for a bit? Just let her know it would be to help support the upcoming conference and that I am sure Celestia would approve. All, I would need you to do is bring a full tea samovar and enough cups and snacks for several ponies, say 15 to 20, to this room." Anon smiled warmly. "Trust me! It'll be great!" Then after just a moment of reflection, he added, "Oh and once you get permission, leave your uniform behind before you come."

Once she was gone, Anon clapped and rubbed his hands together. "Now to work!" In short order he had thrown open the double doors and began moving sofas and chairs into the gallery, arranging them generally in an arc. Soon had had moved tea tables out as well, matching them to the furniture. He left a large space in the center that remained unfilled. Dignitaries from other nations who were enjoying the paintings, mosaics, and stained glass in the gallery watched in bemusement.

In a spirited tone, Anon replied, "We're going to play some music Breezy! Basically, a little concert!" Then his face grew very calm. "I'll play and it will attract the dignitaries in the hall here. They'll have a great time!" He paused, put his hand over his heart, and looked earnestly at his good friend. "But really, I wanted to play for you. You have been a true friend and I wanted to show my gratitude. Since you are not wearing a uniform, nobody will bother you with tasks! You can simply relax and enjoy!"

Anon smiled and replied "Everything's fine Breezy. Please, take some tea and get comfortable while I wheel out the piano." In a flash, Anon had moved the piano into the center of the furniture arc he had created in the center of the gallery.

Having arranged the piano stool, Anon turned to Breezy and gave a very stately bow with a smile. Giggling, she returned his bow. With dramatic flare, he flung out his coat tails, cracked his knuckles and began to play LIszt's Hungarian Rhapsody No. 2. As the opening ominous notes filled the gallery, dignitaries took notice. After the first high tempo flourish, Anon pounded away with chords deep in the bass clef. Looks and whispers of delight passed between the several dignitaries in the hall and they began to congregate. Busy playing, Anon gave them each a nod as they arrived. It was an invitation to take some tea and snacks, and settle into a sofa to enjoy the music.

Anon moved on to Prelude Op. 23 No. 5, and Prelude in C sharp minor Op. 3 No. 2 by Rachmaninoff, before transitioning into his favorite parts of the 2nd and 3rd piano concertos by the same composer. He played continuously, splicing the works together and improvising a little. The audience was enchanted. He looked at Breezy. Her eyes were closed and she was smiling blissfully. Anon mused that pony music at the court was charming. However, its generally syrupy tones lacked the power, dissonance, tension, and release of his favorite music from Earth. This was one facet of Earth life he missed. A glance at the audience told him they were utterly riveted, and no wonder. They had never heard works of music with this depth of emotion and power. His fingers flying over the keys, he ended with a several flourishes from the piano solos of the 3rd movement of piano concerto number 3.

Anon was grateful for their applause and addressed them thus, "Thank you all! Thank you!" Once they settled down he continued, "We're glad to have you all as guests here at the Equestrian Palace for the conference and hope you enjoy your stay." After a pause, he continued, "However, Mares and Gentlecolts, the concert isn't over. I'd like to share some Earth music with your from a place called Eastern Europe. Being a region that has gone through severe trials, its music is known for its passion and emotional depth. Please renew your tea and get comfortable!"

Anon know thrilled them with elaborate renditions of Ochi Chornye, Kalinka, Korobeiniki, On the Hills of Manchuria, and Polyushko Polye. He embellished them to enhance their emotional power, added repeats and alternate endings, and varied tempos as music from that part of the Human Earth tends to do. The air was filled with electricity as the ponies felt the pain, love, and anger, and happiness of this music move them. Pouring his soul into the music, Anon's mind began to ruminate:

 

Following the night with Luna in the observatory, Anon had spent the next day bed-ridden and in pain; one of the normal servants had brought meals to his chambers. The pain and solitude forced him to reexamine much. Luna's 2000 year old acumen had been correct. Anon realized he had been inflicting pain on himself, fretting over what would happen to him once the truth came out, worrying endlessly. However, what would happen would happen. He had made a terrible mistake, and rather than worrying about what might happen he now accepted the pain of what would happen when the house of cards came tumbling down. That feeling of worry expunged, Anon had been able to realign his priorities. It was just as Luna had explained, real pain gave him foundation in reality. Accordingly, his highest priority was to limit the hurt to both Celestia and Luna that his weakness would cause. Ironically, Luna's torturous therapy had allowed Anon to resolve to end the affair and come clean. It would hurt both sisters, Celestia because she had been cheated on, and Luna because she would lose a lover she desperately wanted. Nevertheless, it was better to do so as soon as possible rather than to wait until the damage would be more deeply felt. Anon, would reveal everything after the diplomatic conference so that Celestia and Luna would not be distracted during their vital diplomatic work.

 

Anon's mind came back to the moment as he saw that normal servants had noticed the presence of the concert. Without skipping a beat, they had eagerly set about renewing tea, bringing a wider variety of snacks, and pulling up more furniture for the guests to rest upon. This is what he desired would happen. He knew the nature of ponies. Anything that increases happiness is inherently attractive to them. It would not be long before word would spread and dignitaries in other parts of the palace would make their way to the gallery. Anon rounded out Polyushka Polye and decided to add Bach's Toccata and Fugue in D minor, Saint-Saens' Danse Macabre, and Promontory. Finishing those he came to a short break.

"Yes please, Scarlet!" He said with a nod. While she poured and placed a donut on a plate for him, he addressed the audience again. "Now, I'd like to play some of what I consider to be some of the Human Earth's most beautiful music." Anon briefly turned and asked Scarlet a favor in a lower tone. "Scarlet, will you please go fetch a stallion named Star Spark and bring him here to sit with Breezy? You'll find him in Princess Luna's staff council room. Just tell him and his supervisor that I desire him here to support matters pertaining to the conference. That should be enough." Seeing her trot away, Anon turned to the piano. Taking a sip of tea and a bite of his donut, he touched the pearl inlayed keys and began to play again. First Chopin sprang forth with the calm, romantic lilt of Nocturne Op. 9 No. 1, followed by Nocturne No. 20 in C# minor, and then haunting tone of Prelude in E minor. Here Anon paused to consume more tea and donut. Presently, he continued with Nocturne Op. 9 No. 2 and Chopin's energetic Fantasy Impromptu. The beauty of the notes echoed through the long gallery as more dignitaries and palace officials arrived. Some sat and listened, others took some tea and imbibed the music while appreciating the paintings and stained glass. Anon moved on to the serene beauty of one of Liszt's Consolations before playing Debussy's Reverie, Clair de Lune, and an Arabesque.

 

While playing, Anon reflected on his love for these ponies, for Equestria, and for the princesses. He never understood how he arrived in Equestria. Nor could he remember his name or certain details of his life on the Human Earth. Nevertheless, he was glad to be there and would not go back to Earth for any reason or for any incentive whatsoever. Ponies were phenomenally friendly, pleasant, and helpful, far from the vicious, backstabbing, fiends he remembered humans on earth being. He had deeper and more meaningful friendships here than he had at any point previous on Earth. Moreover, he dearly loved the princesses. It was a deep, pure, and true love that sought their welfare above his own. As difficult as it was to imagine, especially for immortal beings, or semi-immortal beings as Luna had referred to it, he knew that both princesses felt the same for him. All three were each seeking each others's best interest and happiness in near selflessness. It was only unfortunate for Anon that he could not love just one of them.

 

Feeling a twinge of sadness as his mind examined these topics, Anon completed the Arabesque, finished the tea, took a deep breath and began Chopin's Sonata No. 2 movement three. The soft, somber notes of the funeral march rang out in slow tempo. They grew in terrible, dissonant crescendo and diminished only to grow again. Playing this was a gamble on Anon's part. The work was filled with immense sadness and heavy dissonant chords. Ponies were not normally inclined to such music. Nevertheless, the lamentation during the funeral march portion was offset by the sweetness of the parts between, parts that spoke about reminiscences of loved ones passed away. This gave way to alternations between the austerity of the march and visions of profound beauty before ending in somber silence. As he played, he glanced around the audience and witnessed that many eyes were watery as they lovingly remembered parents passed away, foals lost to sickness, husbands or sons taken in war. Breezy was among these, crying not out of loss, but due to the emotional impact of the terribly sad but vastly beautiful work. To anneal the sadness of the audience, to heal the feelings that had been brought to the surface, and to convert pain into love, Anon now played Schubert's famous serenade. Its sweet, romantic tone was soothing; the perfect salve for the sonata. Looking to the audience once again as he played, he could see many ponies take breaths of serenity. Also, he noticed that the Royal Sisters, with Princess Sparkle in tow, had also arrived. Anon knew that they would not be able to resist this impromptu concert. Probably they had been there through the Sonata judging by Celestia's watery eyes. He extended the length of the serenade to add healing power, repeating the more beautiful parts and adding some embellishment. Yet, he soon brought it to a close.

"Well, I suppose I over did it" said Anon sheepishly, thinking he had offended them.

At the sound of the princesses' voices, Anon and the rest of the audience gotten up to give a customary bow. "I'd love to play more, Your Highnesses. How about some more lighthearted music?

Anon nodded and sat back down. In a flash, Scarlet Dusk had filled his cup and placed some cheese and crackers on his plate. Everyone had renewed their tea and comfy chairs had been brought for Celestia, Luna, and Twilight. He raised his tea cup. "Cheers!". The crowd did the same. He took a sip of his tea and began with Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata and Fur Elise. He then played Brahms' Hungarian Dance No. 5. Extending and embellishing as as before, he eventually moved into playing Rondo Alla Turca and then Flight of the Bumblebee.

Having finished Flight of the Bumblebee, Anon paused for some tea to sounds of hoof clapping and stomping. Chewing a piece of cheese, he waved to the audience and resolved to play some Jazz flavored music. He now began with the Syncopated Clock and moved on to play several works by Joplin, including The Entertainer and Maple Leaf Rag.

 

There was a method to Anon's selection of music. The earlier heavy music was to enthrall everyone emotionally. Now he turned to lighter music to rouse the audience's spirits. He had a working plan to start playing waltzes, and invite everyone to dance. This would turn the gallery into a great dance hall and enliven all the dignitaries with joy and happiness before the conference. His chief goal overall was still to give the concert as a gift to his friend, Breezy. Judging by her reaction so far, she seemed to be enjoying it a great deal. Attracting the princesses had also been a goal, but one he was not sure would work out. Yet, here they were.

 

Anon finished out the last of some ragtime works and stood up.

"Thank you! And now I'll play some waltzes for you. With the permission of their Royal Highnesses, I'd like to invite all of you to dance to the music!" Anon looked to the princesses for concurrence, as did everypony else. Celestia and Luna nodded their head in unison. Twilight looked at the princesses and then nodded her head as well with a big goofy grin.

"Sure, Princess Sparkle! But at least sit down comfortably." said Anon as he moved a comfy blue and gold chair next to the piano. A servant promptly poured some tea for both of them. Looking across the room and seeing everypony ready, including Breezy and her stallion-friend, Star Spark, Anon sat down and started to play. First he played Shostakovich's Waltz No. 2. The music set the ponies spinning and twirling across the floor, their opulent robes making the room into a painting in motion. Anon, continued on with Merry-Go-Round of Life, which he had to modify to make more continuous since it has several artistic breaks that would disrupt the flow of the dance. But, he considered it an excellent piece for dancing, so it was worth the work. Chopin's Waltz in A minor followed, and then Tchaikovsky's graceful Waltz of the Flowers. As Anon played, he was also happy to see that the servants were also taking turns on the dance floor. He smiled to himself at that. At the end of each piece the dancing ponies switched partners, some moved to the chairs and sofas lining the walls, while others who had been resting there joined the dancers. "Are you sure you don't want to go try a dance Princess Sparkle?" Said Anon after sipping some tea between waltzes.

"Well, let me know if you change your mind then." said Anon reassuringly. He then moved on, playing the stately Canon in D by Pachelbel for a slow dance. Its structure allowed him to extend the dance for the ponies, for they seemed to enjoy it. Following this, he began playing a number of waltzes by Johann Strauss II. Part way through the third of this set, the Friesian dignitary who had spoken earlier, a beautiful mare unicorn with black coat, black mane, and emerald eyes, approached the piano and waited for Anon to finish the present waltz.

"Certainly! Just know that the keys are a little different. They're made for my fingers."

"Thank you very much!" Anon loved her accent. Something between Spanish and French. Looking at Princess Sparkle, Anon turned back to the dignitary. "Um, would you mind playing a few slow ones at first?"

Nodding in thanks, Anon turned to Twilight. "Princess Sparkle, would you like to dance? We'll go slow and I'll teach you. Nothing to fear, I promise!" Anon held out his hand and gave her a reassuring smile.

Anon and Twilight took their positions on the dance floor and a traditional slow pony waltz began to play. Moving slowly, Anon showed her by his movements how she should follow. Soon they were enjoying themselves and Twilight began to move with greater ease and grace, proving she was not all left hooves. She was a fast learner, despite being awkward at first.

"I certainly do princess. It would be fun. We can still meet after the conference."

Anon, smiled to reassure her and bowed. Off they went to take their position. Anon, headed over to the sofas where Celestia and Luna were resting and drinking tea after multiple dances.

Anon smiled with cunning and responded. "Well, after the meeting was canceled with Princess Sparkle, I thought of the concert as a way to attract your attention and bring you, Celestia, and Princess Sparkle here to me regardless. Also, entertaining the dignitaries before the conference, I thought, would help make them more amiable to negotiations. How's that for covert diplomacy?"

"Happy to help Celly! I'm not sure what training you and Luna are giving to Princess Sparkle, but if you ever need my help, I am happy to assist!" Just then Breezy approached and bowed to the princesses.

Anon danced two sets with Breezy. At the end of the second set he spoke to her. "Breezy, did you enjoy the concert?"

"I just wanted to do something to show you I appreciated your friendship and advice all this time. And, I really hope everything works out between you and Star Spark." Breezy did not know it, but Anon was saying goodbye. Anon was not sure what would happen when he would reveal his affair to Celestia. He could be imprisoned, banished, maybe even executed. He wanted his best friend to know what her friendship had meant to him before any of those occurred.

Anon smiled and nodded. Seeing Star Spark approaching, Anon said, "Breezy, I think you and Star Spark should dance the remaining sets."

"You too, Breezy." With that, Anon bowed to the both of them and walked back to where he had left Celestia and Luna. Only, they were not there, neither was Princess Sparkle. Gone to their chambers for the night probably. Sitting on the sofa, Anon enjoyed watching the remainder of the dancing. Soon, Scarlet Dusk approached.

"Oh, thank you Scarlet." Anon took the letter, unfurled it, and read to himself as Scarlet trotted away. It read as follows:

Anon did not need to think twice. He got up and made his way to Celestia's chambers. Along the way, he thanked the servants for their help. He caught the Friesian Dignitary before she started the final waltz, thanked her, and let her know not to worry about cleaning up. In short order, he was on his way to Celestia's room.

 

Anon entered to see Celestia sitting at her mirror. In an instant he knew her mental state. He had seen this before. He smiled gently, closed the door behind him and walked to Celestia. "Hello my love!" he said as he sat down next to her. "How are you?"

Anon placed his arm around her in a loving embrace. "Well, I have no recollection of them, Celly. I suppose in that sense I am blessed. You can't feel pain about being separated from people you don't know. You and Luna are my family, and Equestria is my home." Looking into her beautiful but watery eyes, he continued, "During my two days off, once I was well enough, I did two things really. I worked on calculations for Luna's observatory project, and I researched alicorns. I never realized what a terrible burden it was until then. You and Luna must bear the rule of an entire kingdom for thousands of years through wars, rebellions, economic plenty and scarcity, during times of catastrophe, good times, and hard times. And for all that, you must bear the fact that your family and friends all pass away. For us mortals there is permanence or semi-permanence. Things are approximately the same when we are born as when we die. But for you and Luna, everything is ephemeral. Through the endless years you see everything change; the course of rivers, growth and collapse of cities, even the positions of stars, everything. There is nothing you can hold on to; no security or permanence for you to stand on. Instead, you are the thing that everypony else holds on to."

"I know it's not the same as having a real family, Celly, but those same ponies that hold on to you also love you and want you to feel happy and content. In a sense, they are your family along with Luna. And when the burden of rule is too great, I can be here for you to just be Celly for a while. Whoever comes after me will do the same. Even though I won't be with you forever, when I am gone I will take my love for you with me. Somewhere, in the ether or wherever it is that I go, my love for you will still exist." After a short silence, Anon added, "I am just afraid I am not worthy of you."

Anon smiled, collected her up into his arms, and stood up. Stopping at her dresser to pick up her comb, a small bottle of oil, a hard-bristle brush, and s soft-bristle brush, he carried her to the rug in front of the fire place. After reviving the fire with more wood, he moved the table out of the way and pulled the sofa closer. Sitting down with a smile, he leaned against the sofa, opened his legs and patted the space between with his hand.

Without speaking, Anon began to rub her coat with the hard-bristled brush, being careful to go in the direction of her hair.

Anon moved on to the soft-bristle brush, using it to gently caress her skin and remove loose and matted hair. Anon had learned that grooming between lovers was a very emotionally deep experience for ponies. Accordingly, Anon gave it great care with Celestia. He used smooth, even, and periodic strokes with just the right amount of pressure. Celestia's closed eyes told him she was enjoying it. For Anon it was meditative. He continued on in silence, voice and words would ruin the moment.

Anon now took up the comb and started working it through her mane and tail, taking out all the knots and tangles. After that, Anon took small amounts of the light oil and applied it to her skin, rubbing it in with his hands. On the skin of ponies, this oil created a tingly warming effect that they found pleasurable. Anon found it had no such effect on his skin.

"I'd love to Celly. It would be very nice." said Anon as he soothed her neck and upper back with his hand.

Anon and Celestia were now kissing passionately. He continued to stroke her neck and mane with one hand, but soon the other found her flank and he began massaging. Soon he could also feel her aura moving up and down his legs. It moved over his arms and upper body under his shirt as if she was magically feeling him. It was warm and pleasant. He imagined it must be something like how she felt when he was brushing her and he felt its calming effect.

On the way, Anon removed his shirt and then his pants. He felt Celestia's aura lightly indicate that she wanted him to sit down. Once on the sofa, she climbed up and mounted him. He held her in his arms and felt her weight on his upper thighs.

Anon's breathing was growing heavy from Celestia sliding along his shaft. He enjoyed the pleasure of it, but also remembered Luna's words. Body, mind, spirit, and genitalia were merely tools for two beings to use for communicating the love they had for each other. During sex, this happened all at once through physical, spiritual, and emotional means. In that way, sex was much more than something done merely for fun or pleasure. It had deep significance if done properly. Anon realized, once he had walked in the door that Celestia deeply needed to feel loved this evening. A very heavy week of work had worn down and cracked the defensive armor she had against all the emotional pain, regrets, losses, and loneliness she had endured during her reign, induced as it was by the burden of responsibility. Accordingly, he let his body and groin be the tools of communicating love to her.

Anon was in ecstasy and fighting climax; with Luna and Celestia he was always fighting climax. He did not consider it fair to them to climax early and deprive them of the extensive pleasure they were capable of deriving from sex. Massaging her body elsewhere, he slipped his hand down to engage her clitoris. However, he felt it prevented by Celestia's aura and placed at her teats instead. Looking up into her loving eyes, he could see that right now she was more interested in lower intensity love-making. He massaged her teats and nipples lovingly instead, initiating a barrage of kissing from Celestia.

Feeling Celestia starting to quiver, Anon tested moving his hand to her clitoris. With no aura preventing him this time, he began to stimulate her, moving his finger in circles over her clitoris and using increasing pressure as Celestia's shaking became stronger.

Still rigid inside of her pussy, Anon simply responded by kissing her and stroking her back and neck. He reasoned that the abnormally long session of humping allowed her to dispel the stress that had been building inside her. She was still rolling his balls around lovingly.

Anon truly appreciated Celestia's dramatic and open invitation. Knowing the thought that went into it, he gave it the love filled response it deserved. He leaned in and applied kisses liberally and danced over her body with his hands, letting her know that he was there, that he was real, and that he would support her. As he had done before, he let his tongue glide over her teats and inner thighs. Determined to make her invitation worthwhile, he parted her curtains with his tongue and gently brought her to orgasm. Her moans were exquisite in his ears and her tensed body communicated her ecstasy through his hands. After this he slipped in his penis and began thrusting.

Anon felt Celestia heave and writhe in orgasm beneath his hands and decided to stop resisting himself. The frequency of his thrusting increased as he felt cum accumulating, getting ready to be shot in. Anon continued thrusting strongly as he pumped until his testicles and penis felt pain. Having finished, he continued to thrust much more slowly and gently, allowing his still throbbing penis to smoothly massage her pussy. After a while, Anon saw Celestia's eyes open. As hers connected with his, a final spiritual communication passed between them before she smiled and laid her head down in satisfaction. At this point, Anon gently pulled out, caressed her body, inner thighs, and teats, before laying down next to her by the fire.

Anon laughed at her joke and continued stroking her neck and mane. He was aware this would probably be the last time he would be with her. He wanted her to feel that he really did love her. Soon she would know that he had cheated, but he wanted her to know that even in that he had truly loved her. "Celly, I will always love you regardless of what happens. I am a deeply flawed man. I have made mistakes, deep mistakes, and will still sometimes make new mistakes. However, even then I will never stop loving or caring for you." After a pause he continued. "If you find errors in me, just know that my love for you does not end."

Anon nodded, he gathered her up in his arms and took her to the bed. Together they laid down together, Celestia with her back to Anon's chest and his arm holding her close. Peacefully, the they fell asleep together in the fire lit room, covered as much in love as in blankets.

 

Next Part: In Progress

 

Music Mentioned in this Part (in the order it appears in text):

1. Satie: Gymnopedies (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wnacdOIoTBQ)

2. Liszt: Hungarian Rhapsody No. 2 (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tp27ji7CmPs)

3. Rachmaninov: Prelude Op 23 No. 5 (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=acVODwPb1G8)

4. Rachmaninov: Prelude in c-sharp minor op.3 no.2 (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qnEfzOHdOXM)

5. Rachmaninov: Piano Concerto #2 (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u9QLiefnoDE&t=1083s)

6. Rachmaninov: Piano Concerto #3 (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UKziGGumuEk)

7. Ochi Chornye: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Djfsotg9NAc

8. Kalinka: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9xBDgGn2yX4

9. Korobeiniki: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BBU5THob4pc

10. On The Hills of Manchuria: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YoOATtsl8MU

11. Polyushko Polye: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vlt5A_eJ3ig

12. Bach: Toccata and Fugue in D minor (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dvSGRckkKgo)

13. Saint-Saens: Danse Macabre (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VbmT-I35k10)

14. Promentory (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y9-f3aqZHHM)

15. Chopin: Nocturne Op. 9, No. 1 (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZtIW2r1EalM)

16. Chopin: Nocturne No. 20 in C# Minor (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m5qeuVOIbHk)

17. Chopin: Prelude in E Minor op 28 no 4 (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FDT_gtC5faQ)

18. Chopin: Nocturne Op. 9 No. 2 in E-flat minor (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p29JUpsOSTE)

19. Chopin: Fantasie Impromptu Opus 66 in C sharp minor (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GMtqOdkPMJg)

20. Liszt: Consolation No. 3 (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aT6-93JqFE8)

21. Debussy: Rêverie (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vqXwzUW_fhM)

22. Debussy: Clair de Lune (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ea2WoUtbzuw)

23. Debussy: Arabesques: No. 1 (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cVYH-7QGE-A)

24. Chopin: Piano Sonata No 2 in B flat minor Mov 3 (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hZY5DBmgC_A)

25. Schubert: Serenade (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EVnkriyGKXk_

26. Beethoven: "Moonlight" Sonata (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ea8oX-A8swk)

27. Beethoven: Fur Elise (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_mVW8tgGY_w)

28. Brahms: Hungarian Dance No. 5 (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iWiS52NKOqU)

29. Mozart: Rondo Alla Turca (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=quxTnEEETbo)

30. Rimsky-Korsakov: Flight of the Bumblebee (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S0_DXLcQg0w)

31. Anderson: Syncopated Clock (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HesEWVwDokc)

32. Joplin: The Entertainer (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WKlcTG8GbB8)

33. Jopin: Maple Leaf Rag (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bCxLAr_bwpA)

34. Shostakovich: Waltz No. 2 (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c1j5IOZmh6g)

35. Hisaishi: Merry-Go-Round of Life (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T6uk9XNqoMo)

36. Chopin: Waltz in A minor (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qHeJlSWSnUI)

37. Tchaikovsky: Waltz of the Flowers (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1aR92yQUS7s)

38. Pachelbel: Canon in D (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j_ltt4W5MrQ)

39. Strauss: various Waltzes (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ofsJyP_BF5w&list=PLQf74PpBOdYifGmE1_9hr8T9ylsmilyo-)