en Cuevana. A voice from the entrance of the house kept ringing in my ears... What a bloody wedding... The bridal veil was drowning in the house... It definitely wasn't a man's voice... But it wasn't a woman's voice either... Maybe it was my own voice... Where had I first heard this voice or even the poem... Who had sung it to me?
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