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... onlight-like voice sings, as if softly brushing past the curtain of the heart, bringing a slight ripple.

Tilan sits on a chair by the window, holding the violin with one hand and gently drawing the violin bow with the other, eyes closed, slowly singing.

This is a room on the Starship, with an appearance and interior just like the real thing, extraordinarily comfortable, making one feel as if falling into an old dream.

Listening to this young girl’s gentle voice line, a fa ...

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