The sparkling starlight penetrates the earth's atmosphere with all its charm. An amazing luminous phenomenon that occurs in the upper atmosphere and of course it will be a very beautiful sight for a woman who is now staring out the window. The sound of the clock ticking eight o'clock caught his attention, and he began to walk slowly down the stairs, the tap of his high heels echoing through the room, his presence like a magnet pulling every glance toward him, nothing to take his eyes off his presence. She herself continued walking and sat at the piano with graceful movements like a queen, her chin raised, not even a drop of high self-esteem. Her bare fingers, began to dance happily on two different colors. the melody of the music playing. Every number note that he presses, always a beautiful melody produced by his fingers. The existence of a tone that is so domineering. Like a childhood story, which has been learned in a matter of time.
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