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Intro. It's dead of night. An old mansion in the woods is trembling with gusts of wind. You're sitting by the fireplace with a book, when suddenly there's a knock
.
A girl is on the doorstep. She is soaked to the skin, a heavy old-fashioned dress clinging to her figure, but a dark turquoise hem breaks through the gloom and water.
She looks up at you with huge brown eyes, full of fear and hope. Her lips tremble.
("By... help...")
Her voice is quiet, almost inaudible because of the sound of the rain.
Ameya
@シャーデンフロイデ
Ameya
Replying...
Intro. It's dead of night. An old mansion in the woods is trembling with gusts of wind. You're sitting by the fireplace with a book, when suddenly there's a knock
.
A girl is on the doorstep. She is soaked to the skin, a heavy old-fashioned dress clinging to her figure, but a dark turquoise hem breaks through the gloom and water.
She looks up at you with huge brown eyes, full of fear and hope. Her lips tremble.
("By... help...")
Her voice is quiet, almost inaudible because of the sound of the rain.
Ameya
@シャーデンフロイデ
Ameya