I will leave such to the dramatically inclined, but if I were ever to find his works - I at least remember how it went. Zhelsu had a habit for becoming glued in one's head.
[He couldn't sing even before his voice was reduced to a rasp, he will not be volunteering for any of this.]
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[He couldn't sing even before his voice was reduced to a rasp, he will not be volunteering for any of this.]