Flowers tumbled with grace onto the river bed. Frost and snow mingled upon the river's surface. The wind's sweet siren song conjured up whisperings from the past. She thought she heard a noise, above the din of the birds' honeyed songs and the chiming clocks from the tower. She strained her ears to hear, and it came to her, the sound of a maiden's lament - an eerily beautiful song that rose like a caress.

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