This Soul Piercing Saxophonic Despair

The music, a ghastly serenade conducted from the depths of despair, dripped like black honey across the room. Each note was a shard twisting in the soul, pulling at the tendrils of light. A single spotlight illuminated the saxophonist, his face a mask, his eyes fixed on some unseen horror. The patrons, transfixed, could only bear witness as their o

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