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Octavia Melody plays her daughter her favorite lullaby. She is asked about how it came to be, and she recites a tale of love, loss, life and hope as she plays the recording of a time long gone.
Cover art by me.
Edited and proofread by NightWolf289.
Preread by jeray2000 and mild hotsauce
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phonograph that had once belongs to her mother.
Belonged
Other than that slip, everything else was good.
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Thanks.
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No problem
There I was on the home page when I happened to see a familiar title at the bottom of the page.
Not bad. Not really to my preference, per se, but overall, not bad.
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To be honest, it's not really my reading preference either, but I wanted to write something different. Again, thanks a lot for the help.
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No problem. Happy to assist.
A very touching story and a very good choice in music. Kudos, my friend, kudos.
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Thank you. I was feeling pretty shitty because I wasn't getting any comments. I would rather have one view and one comment than ten thousand and zero, respectively. And then you came along! I feel better now.
4467030 You're just saying that.
Besides no comments isn't that bad. Think of it as a way of saying you've nothing too terrible worth commenting on.
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Having no comments means that the entirety of the audience who read this uttered a resounding "meh". At least if they had complained, I'd know how I affected them. I'd know how to do things different. Mediocrity is the worst kind of failure.