The ballroom is silent with only the sounds of swift steps gliding across the glossy floor, practiced in memory, ...One, two, three... Hanzō counts over and over in each melodic shift, but there comes a stop to his short-lived performance. An echo can be heard of deafening stillness, causing his world to dissolve for a split second as his gaze growing watery with a tear; ... He is unable to hide his emotions when alone, his eyes growing a slight puffy red when trying to collect himself.
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