[Mouse and Cat] No One to Answer the Broken Strings

The song was not yet over, but the strings of fate had already snapped.

Before he could savor every tender memory of the past, the storyteller picked up his folding fan and left, singing as he went.

A loud rap of the judge's block shattered the last scraps of self-deceiving hope.

In the end, it was nothing more than a cup of wine and a grand dream.

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