"For the best music," said The Devil, "you must string your violin with heartstrings. They resonate with unmatched beauty."
So, at her concerts, playing her best, she managed to capture heart after heart, luring the men to her home to harvest the strings she needed.
Still, she didn't sound like the best of all.
The Devil laughed. "They have to be from people you love the most."
The Devil laughed at the carnage, rosined Sonya's bow, and played.