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Post by Leeto G. on Jan 5, 2010 2:08:59 GMT -8
Leeto felt the violin beside her on the pew-seat. It sat outside of it's case, which was on the floor. She plucked at the strings idly, listening to the discords of the instrument echo throughout the building. No one was there, not even a priest. It was a shame that this place wasn't better taken care of. Leeto felt the inches of dust on the floor, and had to brush her seat before sitting down. The City people obviously hadn't time to worship here...
She listened carefully to the plucking of her strings, and felt the need to wait for someone, anyone, to join her.
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