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The lights dim on the gantry as warning klaxons begin to sound. As the legion begins the process of boarding Thunderhawks and aged Stormbirds, a veritable giant in baroque power armor strides across the loading bay, a steel eyed glint in his eye. Following the gargantuan man is a close huddle of beleaguered advisors and comrades-in-arms all attempting to garner the attention of the large man. Finally, one of the advisors reaches a shaky finger out and taps the giant on the shoulder.
“My lord Primarch…?”
With a small smirk, the Primarch pulls the audio induction pods out of his ears and proceeds to attend the assembled mass.
So here’s the question: Outside of Fulgrim commissioning operas in his honor, I’m a bit behind on my Horus Heresy musical tastes. But for the sake of this discussion, let’s assume the Primarchs had access to all of musical history up to present day (because we’re a little handicapped by that date as well). What are they listening to?
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