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| Every night Lilliana locked herself up in a tower alone with her cello trying to give birth to a new creation. For many days she'd just sat there embracing her instrument and looking out of the window till dawn broke with no tune to cross her mind. But then the night sky became clear and soft moonlight filled the chamber. A butterfly sat on Lilliana's hand, specks of inspiration on its wings - and a magical melody blossomed in her soul. Brightly shone the moon that night... |
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