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▓ ♣ She blinks, looking at the stranger's hair. It was...
Green, remarkably pretty as well.
But was it real? Or fake? A wig maybe, or perhaps the results of dye?
" Your hair... "
He'd once internally wept for her. His arms had dried, but he remembered, and, in that memory, despised. Olympic sporters were not healthy -- man had never been meant to perform for thousands. Perhaps if one added up all listeners of minstrels in their entire lifetime would you reach that number, but crowds that amount, and that often a month -- Bodies caved under bacteria, and hearts did so under pressure. When he steps up to help her with what appear to be bicycle problems, he still does not know if it's helpfulness or pity. " ... Should I lend you a hand? "
Ken was alone and had his eyes closed as he felt like singing with his majestic singing voice. He smiles at bit as he relaxes against a bench and softly sings a lullaby.
"Twinkle, Twinkle little star... How I wonder what you are..."
He was unaware of the face that someone was near him when he sang his song. His singing wasn't meant for large groups of people but rather when he was alone with someone that made it all the more special.