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... ly sound in the courtyard. Alpheo sat motionless while Merelao leaned forward, his chin resting on a knuckles-white hand, his blue eyes reflecting the orange tongues of fire.
On the stage, the light of the torches seemed to dim, and a single flute began a melody so high and pure it sounded like the first breath of a new world.
"A long time ago," a voice began, which seemed to rise from the very earth beneath the wooden planks, "there was a silence that was not empty, but full of ...
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