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... ye was to admire and it was shortly after the prince and the lady had taken a seat that its artful spectacle commenced for everyone to watch in awe.

Soft music, similar to that of a poesy sung by overwhelmed bards and spirits came out from each branch of the willow tree statue along with the bubbles of lights, vivid and ripped in colour, levitating as weightless as the sound it emitted.

Flying free into an abysmal night sky the lights became stronger the more height was gained... ...

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