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Elara reached to stop the film, but her hand passed through the projector’s switch. The room grew cold. The cel began to glow.

Elara, of course, played it.

It wasn’t a dancing flower or a marching fungus. It was a small, gray rabbit, sitting alone on a crescent moon. His ears drooped. His paws held a tiny violin, but the bow was broken. The cel’s edges were singed, as if someone had tried to burn it long ago. silly symphonies archive

The rabbit lifted his violin again.