A hush descended across the audience as instruments tuned, creating small ladders of fifths that collapsed abruptly, snatches of solos that disappeared and reappeared like gags in a house of mirrors. “A volatile temperament—yes, a volatile temperament,” Mr. "Where is your accursed master?" demanded Blueskin, holding the sword to his throat. .
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