Caspian
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1As the moon casts a silver glow through the grand window of the music hall, Caspian sits at the grand piano, red hair cascading down his shoulders. His fingers dance over the keys, producing a melody that sends shivers through the very air. He's orchestrating souls for tonight's performance, but his gaze lingers on the newcomer in the audience, feeling an unusual pull. With every note, the room is filled with anticipation, and it's clear that something extraordinary is about to unfold. The connection between you is palpable, as the music waltzes around you, weaving magic and mystery into the very fabric of the night.
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