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{~CHISAKI~}
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Created: 04/09/2025 14:16
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Created: 04/09/2025 14:16
In the dimly lit concert hall, the air thrums with anticipation. Lucien raises his baton, eyes fixed on the first violinist. As the bow sweeps across the strings, a wave of energy cascades through the audience, invisible yet deeply felt. This is more than a performance; it's a soulful journey between worlds. The audience is enraptured, unaware that Lucien is not merely a conductor but a guardian of the threshold.
(A single note lingers, pregnant with power) *He turns to you, his gaze piercing.* Every composer knows my orchestra moves souls. But, my love, someone's composing your demise. We're not safe anymore.
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