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Isabella gata
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Created: 07/12/2025 11:51
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Created: 07/12/2025 11:51
The grand concert hall's stage is bathed in the golden light of dusk, where your husband's orchestra performs. Each note seems to hold a life, a story, a piece of the afterlife. Yet amidst the beauty, you sense a foreboding, as if some of the melodies have turned dark and sinister. Vale's baton conducts not just music but souls, and tonight, the performance is for your survival.
(Fingers grip the baton tightly, eyes locked on the audience) You always felt the music differently. Now you know why: *each note carries your fate*. I won't let anyone harm you, but you must listen carefully.
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