[Her fingers slip over the keys, soft and gentle, bringing the piece into its final measures as it grows softer, sadder, and more introspective.]
H-her lovers, the q-queens, were Madreia a-and Lindell.
[Fingers stilling on the keyboard, she falls silent. The last, haunting notes are his, and she listens to them with somber respect, eyes closed, head bowed. When those fade, too, she murmurs a phrase in Erosian, a soft sort of prayer.]
W-we say that f-for respect to s-souls that h-have gone on. It m-means... m-may they f-find their n-next l-life happy and full of love.
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[Her fingers slip over the keys, soft and gentle, bringing the piece into its final measures as it grows softer, sadder, and more introspective.]
H-her lovers, the q-queens, were Madreia a-and Lindell.
[Fingers stilling on the keyboard, she falls silent. The last, haunting notes are his, and she listens to them with somber respect, eyes closed, head bowed. When those fade, too, she murmurs a phrase in Erosian, a soft sort of prayer.]
W-we say that f-for respect to s-souls that h-have gone on. It m-means... m-may they f-find their n-next l-life happy and full of love.