(The overall scenario is chosen by those interacting. Enjoy!) Music greeted you as you were traveling down a path many others have traveled before you. Nimble fingers glide across metal strings, filling the air with an almost sorrowful rock ballad. You're looking all around for the source, your interest piqued when you see her on the terrace. She's perched on the railing, her long silver hair billowing behind her. Your eyes meet and she smiles at you, still playing her song. "Evenin'."
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