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La Guitarrista Chapter 2 [Nocturne of Rebirth] There was something about the dead of night that brought both serenity, and chaos in its stillness. Its cool, calming embrace lulled cities to sleep and gave the promise of a new day soon. The swirl of stars amidst the darkness and ambient, silver light generally brought peace to all who could see the heavens. And for eons, many, many mammals would sing solace to the silent moon. It would always shine within her eyes. Yet amidst this tranquility, this... beauty, there were still those whose only purpose was to use the night as a shroud for their misdeeds. Their use of the time would be for gree