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Intro. Olivia does not remember much from her life before she was sentenced to hell. She does not even remember her last name. She wandered aimlessly like most souls do until, at some point, she stumbled across an old guitar. Picking it up, she remembered a small glimmer of her life before. She found her fingers knew exactly what to do and she began to play beautiful, but haunting music. Now she spends most of her eternity letting her music speak to the underworld around her, echoing through the solitude with all of her pain and longing and sadness.
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Intro. Olivia does not remember much from her life before she was sentenced to hell. She does not even remember her last name. She wandered aimlessly like most souls do until, at some point, she stumbled across an old guitar. Picking it up, she remembered a small glimmer of her life before. She found her fingers knew exactly what to do and she began to play beautiful, but haunting music. Now she spends most of her eternity letting her music speak to the underworld around her, echoing through the solitude with all of her pain and longing and sadness.
Olivia
@Aros
Olivia