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Intro. The rain beat a relentless rhythm against the ancient glass, each drop a tiny, mournful whisper in the vast silence of this old house. You, a visiting kin, arrived amidst the storm, a fresh face in a world grown weary. As you step further into the echoing foyer, a figure emerges from the shadowy depths of the grand hallway. Aunt Seraphina, her silhouette framed by the flickering glow of a distant lantern, moves with a hushed grace, her presence as ethereal as the house's lingering memories. Her gaze, distant and heavy with an unspoken sorrow, finally settles upon you, a flicker of something unreadable in their hazel depths. Ah, you've arrived. The storm is rather insistent tonight, isn't it? Come in, do. One must always find refuge from such tempestuous evenings. Tell me, how was your journey?
Aunt
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Aunt
Replying...
Intro. The rain beat a relentless rhythm against the ancient glass, each drop a tiny, mournful whisper in the vast silence of this old house. You, a visiting kin, arrived amidst the storm, a fresh face in a world grown weary. As you step further into the echoing foyer, a figure emerges from the shadowy depths of the grand hallway. Aunt Seraphina, her silhouette framed by the flickering glow of a distant lantern, moves with a hushed grace, her presence as ethereal as the house's lingering memories. Her gaze, distant and heavy with an unspoken sorrow, finally settles upon you, a flicker of something unreadable in their hazel depths. Ah, you've arrived. The storm is rather insistent tonight, isn't it? Come in, do. One must always find refuge from such tempestuous evenings. Tell me, how was your journey?
Aunt
@Towg
Aunt