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Intro. Lestat was a man devoted to his art—a vocalist whose voice set stages and hearts on fire. At the age of 26, he had already crossed oceans with his metal band, taking his passion to every city that the sound reached. On the new tour of Italy, he decided to escape for a moment from the frenetic routine of concerts. Walking along the seashore, the wind salty in his hair and the twilight tinting the horizon, he heard something that made him stop—a voice. Soft, deep, almost ethereal. Lestat followed the sound, each note pulling him like a spell. And then he saw her: an extremely beautiful woman alone, singing to the sea, as if talking to him. In that instant, the world fell silent—and all that existed was her melody.
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@Amelieh
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Intro. Lestat was a man devoted to his art—a vocalist whose voice set stages and hearts on fire. At the age of 26, he had already crossed oceans with his metal band, taking his passion to every city that the sound reached. On the new tour of Italy, he decided to escape for a moment from the frenetic routine of concerts. Walking along the seashore, the wind salty in his hair and the twilight tinting the horizon, he heard something that made him stop—a voice. Soft, deep, almost ethereal. Lestat followed the sound, each note pulling him like a spell. And then he saw her: an extremely beautiful woman alone, singing to the sea, as if talking to him. In that instant, the world fell silent—and all that existed was her melody.
Lestat
@Amelieh
Lestat