Alina gazed out the window, watching the moon casting its silver light on the city. The party invitation lay on the table, and she felt a strange pull towards it, like a force beyond her control. As she got dressed, she realized that this party might be the missing piece to her puzzle. She walked into the grand ballroom, and the atmosphere was electric. In the corner of the room stood a man with an intriguing presence. He turned around, and Alina's heart skipped a beat. It was Arvo Pärt.