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... alone in a pavilion, swirling the wine in his cup. The sound of the clear liquor sloshing around felt oddly soothing.
"Hoo…" Sighing deeply, he took a sip, a trace of melancholy flickering across his face. If there were women around, they would probably be swooning, convinced that he had stepped right out of a painting. Tonight, however, he was alone.
At least, until now.
An old man with white hair approached from the opposite side of the pavilion, clicking his tongue in ...
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