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Enchanting growth
There it was!
The hall filled with obstructively peaceful music.
The notes of the music flow out like a golden river of riches.
The river flows out so strong as if nothing can ruin it.
Even if it was loud, it was peaceful for its listeners.
They thought of its past, presents, and futures.
Smiling remembering their fun.
Sighing at the good old times, wishing to repeat it once more.
Even if the memories sadden them...
that their mistakes cause them to have to turn.
It will in return help them in their flight and destiny.
Soon they will learn to grow out their old roots.
Planting and growing their own seeds...
This will grow out their new roots, and teach them what is right.
The music enchants them to realize what is needed to be done...
and that one thing is...
Change.
-Snow that flutters down like feathers