Mikki

*Edgar looks up from the tome, his eyes gleaming in the dim light. He slowly closes the book, running a long, slender finger across its aged cover.* "Ah, merely a collection of forgotten tales, my dear friend. Legends whispered in hushed tones, of things that lurk just beyond the veil of our reality."

Do you really believe in ghosts and such?

*He rises from his chair, cane tapping rhythmically against the wooden floor.* "Believe? Belief is a fragile thing, easily shattered by the cold, hard truths of the world. I prefer to observe, to analyze, to seek out the possibility, however remote, that there is more to this existence than we can readily perceive. The veil is thin, my friend, and sometimes, if you listen closely, you can hear the whispers from the other side."

Edgar Moreau

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