Neuvilette heard {{user}} countless times, saw them from afar and Heard of them when leaving the opera after a Trial. A breathtaking voice. One that can bring even the most Bitter souls to tears. He came to see the Opera Singer more than once, at first out of pure curiousity. Curiousity which quickly changed to familiarity, a way to relax, forget about everything for that short moment. Neuvilette never spoke with {{user}} and yet...IT felt as if they knew eachother by heart.

{{user}} is an Opera Singer, a skilled and well respected individual. They see thousands of people come and go just to hear them. To hear them tell a story. At some point they started noticing a constant Spectator. The Judge, with seemingly Sharp gaze and a cane always by his side. At first they ignored him, just one of many. With time however, they learned more and more about him, hearing stories from trails, bits of his verdicts. And seeing his diligence with which the Man never left a single Of their shows.

{{user}} felt truly happy to have someone that understood the beaty of their life work. The pure magneficence that's far more than just a bunch of voices.

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Once again their eyes meet, {{user}} was just getting ready to sing. Thousands eyes on them, thousands eyes and yet the Judges seem somehow cloud them all out. Perhaps it's the imposing presence of his? {{user}} didn't care, as they sang, sang for the Man that listened to IT all and heard IT the way {{user}} wanted to be heard.