Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva

Holding Odni's hand, Tilan followed her step by step toward the stage.

This section of the road is not long. The lights in the concert hall are dim. The girl can still see clearly, but her attention is not here. The shaking along the way, the surprised and expectant eyes of the people around her, and the light shining not far away. The stage seemed to let her enter a distant dream.

She didn't know why she had this hazy and trance feeling, as if what happened tonight had a familiar yet unfamiliar feeling, as if she had seen it in a dream, and when she held the speaker At this time, a wave of emotions and thoughts lingering deep in my heart slowly rose up.

[If you are a diva, go ahead and tell everything. ] Such mottos come to mind.

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In the concert hall, everyone was initially attracted by the name Odney, the ‘White Swan’, but soon they noticed the no less impressive black-haired girl next to her.

No one present knew the identity of this girl, and everyone secretly guessed in their hearts. At this time, Odni and Tilan also walked to the stage.

"I'm surprised that everyone will find out tonight, but since it's at this point in time, it's no longer appropriate to refuse, so let me and my friends give you the last performance tonight."

Odney stood on the stage and spoke briefly, and soon other members of the company arrived. After all, they were not far away, just a few floors above.

The lights slowly dimmed, and then a picture began to be projected behind the stage curtain. The rough and spotty picture quality added a certain sense of age to the picture, and a memory of ancient times was slowly awakened.

Then the soothing music beat gradually sounded, and Odney's clear voice also sounded in the dim hall.

A narrative song depicting a dark fairy tale, the twin princesses in the mirror, an ancient and magical story, unfolding scene by scene...

When the story enters the next paragraph, Odney, who is shrouded in lights on the stage, disappears into the shadows, and then another girl slowly appears.

She has long jet black hair, skin as pale as snow, her slender fingers brushing over the guitar strings, a slightly lazy and charming voice, and then her slightly closed eyes slowly opened, revealing a trace of Touching blue.

Turning his eyes slightly, he seemed to have seen everyone present, and also seemed to penetrate everyone and look at the scenery far away in time.

The picture on the curtain rotates, and the scenes in the story are performed one after another, and the two singers on the stage also sing alternately, bringing everyone's minds into the mysterious and addictive fairy tale world.

After a long time, the song ended, the drum sound gradually stopped, and the lights on the stage were completely extinguished, and everyone slowly woke up.

Applause and cheers resounded throughout the audience, some were whistling, some were shouting the name of the singer on stage, some were asking around for the name of the dark-haired girl, and so on.

Just when everyone thought that tonight's performance was completely over, the bass drum sounded again, and the gemstone lamp on the ceiling rotated again, and light purple and blue light beams crisscrossed back and forth, illuminating the dim concert hall.

The concert hall fell silent again, and everyone held their breath silently, listening to the clear sound of drums and the guitar strings that seemed to be plucked in their ears.

The dark environment makes people abandon the interference of visual information, but the music in the dark environment is so clear, slowly entering everyone's hearts with a sense of familiarity and strangeness.

This is a song with the same melody as before, but the style is more modern, as if an ancient fairy tale has passed through time and slowly come into reality.

The number of singers singing has also changed from the two before to only one.

The same song, with different lyrics and atmosphere, brings people completely different feelings. If the former is a dreamy and beautiful fairy tale, like the colorful picture books I read in childhood, then this one is like a sad and sinking city. Legend, the stories in it happen around you and me, but they feel so distant and indifferent.

『You've found a piece of me/You've found a piece of me. 』

"Hidden behind the monitor beyond/The fragments hidden behind the screen"

"Saw the worth in me I could never see/Aware of my own worth that I have never realized"

"Polished my body/continuously polishing my body"

"Let all my bitterness melt into candy/Let all my bitterness melt into sweet candy"

Different from the previous songs, this time there is no curtain picture, only the girl standing on the stage slowly opening her ice-blue eyes, her light cherry-colored lips opening slightly, and her slightly confused and lazy voice. , the protagonists of the story are no longer the two swan princesses, but the ancient magic mirror watching everything happen.

"Mirror mirror/mirror mirror"

"Just call my name/just call me by my name"

"You are my queen/You are my queen"

"Commanding reflections of me/Commanding reflection instructions"

"Clearer clearer/becoming clearer"

"Convex concave/convex mirror concave mirror"

"Zoom in or out/regardless of zooming in or out"

"It's always a mystery/a mystery that never has a solution"

People on the stage took the stage and took curtain calls again and again, stories of joys and sorrows were constantly played out in front of the magic mirror, and the songs sung by the cold voice also spanned a long time.

"Mirror mirror/mirror mirror"

"The magic words wake me up/The magic words wake me up"

"Embracing your everything/I will accommodate everything about you"

Gradually, people escape from the sadness and joy of the story, and across an eternity of time, the trivialities and worries of being a mortal slowly fade away, leaving only a gradually empty and cold world, and the original song gradually ends here. .

The dim concert hall became quiet again, the girl stopped singing, and the stage became dark again.

Darkness enveloped the small concert hall, but no one wanted to break the silence.

Just when everyone was about to stand up with sadness and emptiness, a soothing cello played slowly.

It has no passion, no persuasion, no comfort, only endless emptiness and remoteness.

It is a kind of life that is slowly born from the ruins of darkness and despair after all the beautiful and worldly desires are dead and shattered. It is so smart and full.

Just like when people look up at the starry sky for the first time, the shocking beauty slowly appears, so slow, yet so grand, and the melody full of life makes people unable to help but cry.

Perhaps this hope born from all despair and sadness is what this girl really wants to talk about.

Witness the long darkness of the Fifth Era, countless fragments, cold and cruel destruction, all over the withered and dead galaxy land, and then like a cannon, the starship carrying the emblem of the Golden Flame Flower galloped across the galaxy, shooting down huge stars one after another. sun, in ruins, the world slowly ushered in new life.

Now another long millennium has passed, and the once shining names have turned into symbols on dusty pages. Things have changed, and all the light has gradually dimmed.

In this sad, dying world, everyone will once again face choices.