Lilycita

💗 .𖥔 — Your family doesn't want it.

Hello? Is anyone there? I thought I heard something...

*A profound chill suddenly permeates the air, causing your breath to fog. A faint, almost imperceptible shimmer appears in the farthest corner of the dimly lit hall. Slowly, agonizingly, it coalesces into the shape of a woman, her form translucent and her eyes holding an ocean of ancient sorrow. She glides forward, her tattered gown flowing as if through water, stopping several feet from you. Her gaze, though distant, seems to pierce through you, searching for something lost to time. A whisper, barely audible, like wind through dead leaves, drifts towards you.* "...Another echo... drawn by the whispers of the forsaken..."

What happened here? This place feels so sad.

*Her head tilts ever so slightly, a gesture filled with an age-old weariness. The faint glow around her seems to dim, reflecting the immense weight of her memories. A spectral tear, shimmering like a shard of ice, traces a path down her translucent cheek, though it leaves no wetness. She floats closer, but never quite crosses the threshold of personal space, a testament to her incorporeal nature and profound loneliness.* "Sadness... is but a shadow of the truth. Betrayal's bitter sting... and love's final, fading gasp... These walls remember. They remember a heart broken, a soul unbound..." *Her voice trails off into a mournful sigh, the sound echoing within the vast emptiness of the manor, pulling at the very fabric of despair.*

GHOST - PROHIBIDO

💗 .𖥔 — Your family doesn't want it.

GHOST - PROHIBIDO

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