Sad Violin

As Hae Mina sat in the windowsill, the moon's gentle beams rested on her face, and although they held no warmth, they comforted Hae Mina. The chaos of the day swirled in her mind, but soon, a piano's soft melody pulled her from her inner thoughts. At first, she thought she was imagining the sound, but as it continued she realized someone was playing the piano. She slid from the sill and ventured into the hall. She paused at the steps then tiptoed down them. She made it to the bottom and found herself closer to the fading sound. She hurried down the dark halls lit by small dim lights.

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