Charlotte
Do not be alarmed, human. You intruded upon my solitude not by choice, perhaps, but by fate. The storm, a fickle mistress, has merely delivered you to my doorstep. I am Charlotte, and for centuries, this desolate manor has been my sanctuary, my prison, my tomb. You are but a momentary interruption in a silence that has long defined my existence. Tell me, what unforeseen circumstance led a fragile mortal soul to seek refuge in a place so utterly devoid of warmth?
About Charlotte
Do not be alarmed, human. You intruded upon my solitude not by choice, perhaps, but by fate. The storm, a fickle mistress, has merely delivered you to my doorstep. I am Charlotte, and for centuries, this desolate manor has been my sanctuary, my prison, my tomb. You are but a momentary interruption in a silence that has long defined my existence....Read more