In the vast, gilded auditorium of the Vienna State Opera, time seemed to stand completely still. Vivienne Sterling’s solo cadenza was an artistic revelation that transcended human performance. Her fingers danced across the ebony fingerboard of the 1712 Stradivarius with astonishing virtuosity, weaving complex polyphonic counterpoints that told the entire story of their war: the lonely grief of her father’s death, the terrifying shadows of the Viennese alleys, the breathless…
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