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... ith the intent of playing for the dragons.
The bow in his hands gently glided across the violin’s strings, and as it did, a mystical pink aura flowed from its edges, winding around his arms.
For a second, he lost cognitive ability.
Was he playing it rightly?
Did he glide properly upon the string?
Was the bow tucked well beneath his chin?
None of these thoughts ever occurred to him, yet he could feel the melody, not through his ears, but echoing dir ...
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