[ It's a familiar tale, all right. A girl stuck in a mansion with no one to speak to. Ironically familiar — the story of her life for so, so very long. Even the caretaker in this story has a somewhat similar equivalent, and her eyes soften, despite the stillness of her other features. ]
It sounds to be a terribly lonely fate.
[ Said in her usual calm, serene way — but there's a knowing tone underneath it all, more solid than the lightness she usually speaks with. ]
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It sounds to be a terribly lonely fate.
[ Said in her usual calm, serene way — but there's a knowing tone underneath it all, more solid than the lightness she usually speaks with. ]
And did this girl stay there for eternity?