Soundless Flower (Given Fanfic)
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Last published Mon, May 3, 2021
Uzuki Shizukesa stepped through the doors taking a deep breath. She gave the man at the counter a small smile before going down the hallway entering a recording studio at the end of the hall. She set her things down and unpacked her violin making sure to tighten the bow and put rosin on. She then proceeded to take out her violin tuner which happened to just be an app on her phone. She put her chinrest on and lifted the violin and bow to play position before starting at the A string, no sound came from the violin.
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