The siku outside was pleasently shining and the sky had a cloudless blue. The air was as fresh as a daisy and everyone seemed to be enjoying it very much. wewe enjoyed it too but from inside the room where wewe were listening to Austria play his kinanda with sweet emotion. wewe relaxed as wewe heard him play and felt yourself swaying in the music.
The muziki sounded so beautiful until-
"DUNN!"
You turned and looked at Austria with a stunned look on your face. He never would mess up when playing. His fingers were shaking and he was looking at the kinanda so red and sweaty.
"A-Austria?" wewe called out. He...
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