Mira wore a long yellow dress, adorned with beige ribbons and bows. It was simple, elegant, and beautiful.
She held a guitar as her gaze swept over the applauding and cheering audience below the stage.
When she spotted a certain foodie who had just put down his utensils and waved at her, Mira smiled sweetly, greeted the audience, and took her seat.
She lightly raised one leg through the slit in her skirt, perfectly concealing anything that should not be exposed, then gently brushed her fingers across the guitar strings.
A small bird flew over, its head transforming into the shape of a microphone as it hovered before Mira.
The prelude began. Mira settled into the music, and the hall grew quiet as everyone listened intently to the performance onstage.
At last, she opened her mouth and sang a gentle, healing song in a clear and beautiful voice.
Mira sang with such devotion that her expression and tone shifted with the emotions of the lyrics and melody.
She sang the feelings in her heart into the depths of everyone present.
There were quite a few excellent singers in attendance, yet even they could not help sincerely applauding Mira when she finished.
"May you spread your wings and fly higher, ever higher."
"I believe in you so deeply."
"From now on, let us weave our beautiful memories together."
The final few lines of lyrics dealt tremendous damage to Rhode.
Thinking about it rationally, though, the lyrics of the whole song seemed more like they had been written for all the guild's companions.
What was truly moving should have been the previous two lines:
"Because I still have somewhere I belong, because there are still people waiting for me."
The guild was everyone's home, and there were people in the guild waiting