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| − | ''Singing is my passion, my first love and the secret of my energy. Music to me is like finding my inner self, my soul. It gives me a great joy to see audiences enjoying with me. I have given my heart to singing. When I sing, I can feel romance in everything around me.''
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| − | The sound of a familiar female voice sings a song with masterful melancholy.
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| − | " ''Open your eyes to the light .... I denied it all so long... oh so long.. say goodbye. Goodbye... My heart is broken... Release me... I can't hold on...'' "
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| + | ''Singing is my passion, my first love and the secret of my energy. Music to me is like finding my inner self, my soul. It gives me a great joy to see audiences enjoying with me. I have given my heart to singing. When I sing, I can feel romance in everything around me.'' |
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| − | Brice slowly opens his eyes and pushes the coffin open. He carefully steps out and begins to move towards the stairs...
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| − | As he ascends the staircase, his voice begins to echo from the halls as he takes each step.
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| − | " ''The paths that I once tread... have all but gone. Only embers.. now smolder.. where bridges once burned..'' "
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| − | He stops as he looks at his reflection in a broken mirror. His fingers trace over the smoothness of his porcelain colored cheek.
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| − | " ''I feel alive and yet.. I fear... what may happen now.. I know... I can't return...'' "
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| − | He continues to walk as he pulls his hands to his chest.
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| − | " ''And I hear me say again... oh let me not return... Damn the illusions of redemption.. and the hopes that held me here..'' "
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| − | Determination fills his eyes as he pushes open the door and exits his crypt. He continues to sing.
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| − | " ''I will oppose all that would befall me... with this rage inside of me.... I'll defy.. what I would become.'' "
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| − | As he walks more quickly, he sings with more energy.
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| − | " ''The solitude.. and anger... that do battle inside me... will always guide me to the answers... that I know I may not see... they are the bonds that hold me tighter... they are the chains that weigh on me.... One day..... I know they will be gone...'' "
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| − | He ascends more stairs until he is standing on the balcony, looking over the ocean. His voice is soft and almost uncertain as he sings to the moon's light.
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| − | " ''But can I start again..? and erase this pain? .... By casting doubts into the waters... asking judgement of the sea.. though fortune ... may guide the fools.. I have no wish to be free... until I am gone..'' "
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| − | He stares at the sea while he contemplates his next move...
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