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... ey Circular Theatre fell into silence.
In the darkness on the stage, no one could see what was happening.
Chopin stood behind Arthur, removed his gloves, and revealed those hands capable of splashing countless moving notes.
His palms were covered in sweat beads, and both nervousness and worry were written on his face.
"Mr. Hastings, are you really all right?"
Arthur smiled, stood up, and placed the Guy Fawkes mask on Chopin’s face.
"Frederick, ther ...
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