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His lute was silent for a few days. But finally, after the sunrise seen and shared, he took to the instrument the following day, and played what sad, almost strained tune he could for the ill fated meeting with the Bree girl and the dull pain in its wake. An unusually dour mood had taken him, for the time leading towards the music that finally came.
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solitude
