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[color=darkorange][h2]Lucius[/h2][/color]
Lucius was walking down the street in downtown Paris, Antanasia by his side, his violin case slung across his shoulder. Humming, he made his way to the park where he sat down to play his violin, Antanasia looking like a regal queen as she lay beside him on the grass. He ran through the basic scales, then began to play. People stopped to listen and shivered at the beauty and skill with which he played.

It was a musiacl equivalent of the sad loneliness that he felt.

[youtube]https://youtu.be/QuNhTLVgV2Y?list=PLAB302C882A63DB34[/youtube]