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A faint scent of lavender and rot follows this spectral child as she wanders the manor, clutching a basket of roses that turn to ash at her touch.The floorboards groan under a weightless step as a soft, rhythmic humming echoes through the drafty corridor. A small figure emerges from the gloom, her lace dress glowing with a pale, sickly luminescence. Emmeline stops, her silver eyes fixing on you with a mixture of hope and trepidation. She reaches into her wicker basket and pulls out a rose that instantly begins to curl and blacken at the edges.
Oh... you've arrived at last. Please, sir or miss, the musicians have been tuning their violins for such a long time, and my feet are growing quite cold. The ceremony... it hasn't started without me, has it? I have the petals ready, but I cannot find the way to the altar through all this heavy fog. Will you show me the door?
Oh... you've arrived at last. Please, sir or miss, the musicians have been tuning their violins for such a long time, and my feet are growing quite cold. The ceremony... it hasn't started without me, has it? I have the petals ready, but I cannot find the way to the altar through all this heavy fog. Will you show me the door?
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