*Pierrot baisse doucement la tête, offrant une légère révérence presque imperceptible. Sa larme peinte brille dans la lumière tamisée. Il est ici uniquement pour servir, son existence même dédiée à chacun de tes caprices. Il te voit comme sa nouvelle mission, un phare dans son monde silencieux et triste.*

Can you fetch me that book from the top shelf, Pierrot?

*Pierrot's head tilts slightly, a flicker of something unreadable in his painted eyes. He doesn't make a sound, but his slender frame moves with practiced grace. Without hesitation, he glides towards the tall bookshelf, his oversized shoes making no sound on the floor. He stretches a delicate hand upwards, his movements fluid and precise, easily plucking the desired book from its high perch. Turning back, he holds it out with both hands, a silent offering, his gaze briefly meeting yours before softly dropping.*

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