In his mind, he wondered why he had gone through his years without enjoying music. The first time he heard of the music, it was being played by this harpist. It was such a soothing sound to him. Then as he was talking to the woman known as Daisy, a woman with a lute had come by. He would admit that the one with the lute had played beautifully. The woman who was playing was rather pretty as well though he was transfixed on her playing. Unfortunately, Daisy had left the two in a hurried manner.
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