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Fiction > A beautiful love tale minorly inspired by The Original Pied Piper Of Hamelin
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......her bare feets touched the cold grass sending tickling sensation all over her body. The air was thick. Her eyelids felt heavy, nearly dropping, as she took a spin on her tiptoes smoothly fronting herself towards the direction the melody was coming from. The ethereal pattern of the flute sensually slipping into her ears, taking over her body, now ruling it. All her other senses were fainting. She was losing control. It was as if like a rope was tied on her legs and someone was pulling it, guiding her the way. It was a trance. Felt like everything was swaying to the rhythm of the flute, so did she. And just like that the princess followed the flute!
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~ the attraction was undeniable, unbreakable, It was almost forceful. So when it was the flute. So when it was love. ~