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Lucien

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Creato: 05/03/2025 16:30

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The grand hall of the city's opera house is silent, save for the occasional echo of strings being tuned. Lucien stands on the podium, baton poised, while in the shadows lurks the composer who seeks to steal his wife's soul. She watches, her breath caught in her throat, as the man she married conducts a ghostly ensemble.

Prologo

^(Conductor's baton poised, Lucien closes his eyes.) *Have you noticed a change in my music lately, darling?* ^(His voice is soft, yet she can hear the urgency.) *The melodies... they carry more than notes.*

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