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[mogget_cat]

*There is a Bright Shiner with a violin in the bar, playing an original composition. The violin strings sing the sound of hope, clear through the background murmur of the bar. The song is of hope, of belonging, reassurance, and, above all, love. Delicate vibrato shakes the tone of the peaceful melody that Yrael plays.*

*There is no music with rocks in, here. Just the music that has always been there.*

*Come listen.*