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“Oh, well, yeah. That’s the band I play in. The Blind King.” Cas looked up from her notebook with an embarrassed smile. On the outside, she isn’t who one would expect when picturing the lead guitarist for a heavy rock band. If anything, bedroom pop seemed more fitting. But take a closer look at her hands and the picture makes sense. Callouses covered her fingers and the patchwork of scars from hours spent obsessing over repeated cords practically screamed ‘guitarist’. “Um, you’re a fan? It’s really nice to meet you! I’m glad you like what we do.”















