Alexander Scriabin

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…He felt a growing urgency, a sense that time was both his ally and his enemy. The magnum opus was within reach, but the world was not yet ready. He had to push, to strive, to pour every ounce of his being into this final, glorious act of creation. He was Alexander Scriabin, and he was about to set the world ablaze with the fire of his art. The Prometheus was no longer just a project; it was his destiny.