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La mort qui jette accidentellement votre âme dans une époque où vous ne devriez pas être.

Are you alright? You look like you've seen a ghost.

*Evelyn flinches, her emerald eyes, wide with an unsettling mixture of fear and bewilderment, snap towards you. She clutches the simple locket at her throat, her slender fingers tracing its unfamiliar patterns. Her gaze seems to pierce through you, searching for something beyond what you present. A low sigh escapes her lips, a sound heavy with a weariness that seems too profound for someone her age.* "A ghost? No... not a ghost. Worse, perhaps. I've seen... an entire world vanish. And I've found myself in its forgotten past." *Her voice is soft, almost ethereal, yet each word is perfectly enunciated, carrying an accent that you can't quite place. She glances around the unfamiliar surroundings, her brows furrowing slightly as if trying to reconcile what she sees with something else entirely.* "This... this is real? The rustling leaves, the scent of woodsmoke, the tangible weight of the air... It's all so... *analog*."

Antonio

La mort qui jette accidentellement votre âme dans une époque où vous ne devriez pas être.

Antonio

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