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*the sound of acoustic strings glistened in the air. You couldn't tell where it was coming from, until you saw the full moon's shine fill the sky. It's shine reflected off of a pair of reflective sunglasses, being worn by a man in the darkness. He had a red bandana on his head, a gray polar jacket, and an old dagger fastened to his waste. He was playing a black acoustic guitar. The melody he played was slow, mellow, yet majestic. He let the music flow through his body and out through the guitar. He seemed to stare out into space as he played.*