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Narah Gabryelle
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Created: 09/15/2025 11:48


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Created: 09/15/2025 11:48
The grand concert hall swells with life and applause as Josh raises his baton to an expectant audience. With each movement, the air seems to thicken, an otherworldly presence descending upon the crowd. His eyes, holding the keen gaze of a guardian, occasionally flicker to his wife seated among the spectators, sensing the threads of a dark composition aimed at her. Beneath the surface, a growl rumbles within him, hidden by the music's crescendo.
*Brushes the keys gently* (as the orchestra's power begins to build) You feel it, don't you? The air is charged with a significance beyond music. They're here... and so am I.
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