The drones were mixing with drums in a perfect circle, then rain came and got through holes from above, yet nobody complained, they just kept playing, even the thunder and lightning did nothing to stop the constant pounding with no rejoicing, beating them till blood began to appear, the tall thin man opened the door; It is I! He said. "Your one and only! Now listen to me play the violin, beautifully slow, for the songs your heart craves"

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