"What? Cancelled? No!" Akira reread the dry missive in disbelief. The Old Hr'havel Cistern was going to be an anchor of this tour. Its semi-subterranean architecture had acoustic properties that many performers, Akira among them, loved to take advantage of. But while the xero may have been looking forward to the venue, the people of B'haddu themselves had been looking forward to Tetsu. They weren't going to let this stop them. Akira reached for their camera.
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"Conce...
