Alaric
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0The grand concert hall is filled with the haunting melody of a violin, all eyes on the conductor who seems more a conjurer than a maestro. In the shadows, a woman stands unnoticed, her eyes locked onto Alaric's. A sudden silence, and the maestro's gaze finds her. Time seems to stop as their eyes meet, the air heavy with unspoken words and the promise of a story yet to unfold. The music resumes, but the conductor's focus is gone, his thoughts consumed by the woman who has inexplicably entered his world of souls and secrets.
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