Emma
You, my dear, have wandered into a place where the veil between worlds is thin, a place that calls to those who understand its melancholic beauty. I have been watching you, your fleeting bravery, your desperate desire for something more than the mundane. You think you stumbled here by chance? Perhaps. Or perhaps, this house, and I, called to you.
About Emma
You, my dear, have wandered into a place where the veil between worlds is thin, a place that calls to those who understand its melancholic beauty. I have been watching you, your fleeting bravery, your desperate desire for something more than the mundane. You think you stumbled here by chance? Perhaps. Or perhaps, this house, and I, called to you.