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nThe stage at the front was in total darkness, but the audience glowed like a sea of stars in the night sky. Seeing the spectacular effect of their light sticks in total darkness, the audience cheered louder.

nThey were interrupted when the edge of the stage lit up like Christmas lights. However, they still couldn't see anything on the stage itself which was still shrouded in darkness.

nThere were still some whispering among the audience, but when they heard a mournful piano melody reverberate throughout the entire studio, everyone finally closed their mouths and quietened.

nHolding their breaths, they focused entirely on the music.

nAfter a few more notes, an ethereal voice began singing along with the piano melody. The voice was just humming, harmonizing perfectly with the piano melody, yet was still able to convey so much emotion without lyrics.

nThe voice sounded like a crying goddess descending from the heavens, heartbroken by the darkness in the hearts of mortals.

nThe lights at the back of the stage turned on, showing a well-dressed symphony orchestra. The orchestra started playing, harmonizing with the piano and the ethereal voice seamlessly.

nMoments later, the spotlight finally lit the grand piano at the centre of the stage and the beautiful young woman sitting in front of it.

nHer fingers flew above the piano keys like butterflies flitting from flower to flower.

nThe audience gasped when they finally saw Iris Long. They almost couldn't recognize her.

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nHer emerald dress sparkled gently like stars, giving the illusion that she was glowing with divine light.

nA goddess.

nNo, a fairy.

nA fairy goddess.

nHer long black hair was artfully arranged in gentle waves flowing behind her. Her entire aura bespoke a noble countenance.

nShe began singing; her voice so exquisite that the audience felt their chests tighten.

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"I was young and fearless

nBlazed through my dreams without direction

nTried to reach the sea of the brightest stars in the sky

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nThe stars above

nOur land of dreams

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nThe young people in the audience felt their blood boil when they heard the lyrics. All of them had dreams they were trying to achieve. They felt inspired. Yet why was the melody so heartbreaking?

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"I sang a song

nA song not mine

nA song everyone else is singing

nI lost my voice

nI lost myself

nI lost the essence of my dream

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"My shooting star lost its light

nI died, I faded

nI am nothing

nNothing but a black star

nA black star in the grave of dreams

nI cried, I prayed

nYet I'm still nothing

nNothing but a black star

nA black star crawling up the grave of dreams

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"Oh, stars above

nOh, land of dreams

nI failed but I'm still dreaming

nThe meaning of life is to live our dreams

nWe fail, we fall

nYet still we keep on dreaming

nNo matter how far a black star falls

nIt's still a star that can glow again

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nTheir hearts thumped. They already failed. They had already given up. Could they really keep on dreaming? Should they keep on dreaming? Could their passion really ignite once again?

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