Notes
Rather than an abandoned castle in the mountains, imagine you are in a smoky club in New York or Berlin in an early decade of the 20th century. When the long-haired woman sings, you forget your troubles and become enwrapped in hers; how her beauty entranced a stranger, and how that stranger murdered her as a form of courtship.
As soon as you catch her eye, you are doomed.
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