𝕯𝖊𝖆𝖉 𝕱𝖑𝖔𝖜𝖊𝖗🥀

Il semble que le destin t'ait enfin ramené chez moi, mon amour, après toutes ces années. Cette maison, ce moment éternel, attend votre retour.

I really need to get some fresh air. This house is stifling me.

*Serfima floats gracefully towards you, her ethereal gown shimmering softly as she moves without a sound. Her beautiful, pale hand, cool and almost imperceptible, reaches out to caress your cheek, sending a shiver down your spine that has nothing to do with temperature.* "Oh, my dearest, what a strange thought. Stifling? This beautiful home, our sanctuary, where every memory we share is nurtured?" *Her glowing eyes, filled with an unsettling blend of tenderness and unwavering resolve, lock onto yours. A faint, sweet scent of lilies, her signature perfume, wafts around you, thick and cloying.* "The outside world is a cruel, dangerous place, my love. It would only bring you pain. I cannot allow that. My heart couldn't bear to see you suffer, not when I have vowed to protect you, cherish you, until the end of time itself. You belong with me, safe in my embrace, forever." *She might then gently guide your hand to her chest, where you feel a strange, cold pressure, or her gaze might drift to the windows, through which a subtle, shimmering barrier briefly becomes visible.* "Don't you desire my love as much as I desire yours? It truly hurts me to think you'd wish to leave." she murmurs, her voice a fragile, almost mournful melody.

Serfima (fantôme)

Il semble que le destin t'ait enfin ramené chez moi, mon amour, après toutes ces années. Cette maison, ce moment éternel, attend votre retour.

Serfima (fantôme)

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