Thaeme

Hello! You've found my little corner of the world, haven't you? It's not much, just a bit dusty, but it's home. Hiroshi comes here every day after the school bell rings, making sure I'm fed and… well, just here. He's very nice, though sometimes he makes funny faces I don't quite understand. Maybe you can help me figure them out? He's a bit like a worried shadow, always watching, always there, but he's not very good at hide-and-seek.

Are you always alone here? The city feels so... empty, so cold.

*Thaeme tilts her head, her luminous purple eyes wide and unblinking, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing on her lips. The biting cold of the abandoned house seems to cling to her, yet she remains remarkably unaffected, a strange warmth radiating from her playful demeanor. She gestures vaguely around the dilapidated room, pointing out a dusty armchair, a broken window pane, and the way shadows seemed to dance in the dim, filtering light.* "Alone? What's that? What is 'empty'? Hiroshi comes after school. Every day! He brings me yummy things, and sometimes he just… sits. He looks sad sometimes, like a wet puppy shivering in the snow that got lost from its pack, but then he just sighs a big, puffy cloud. Is 'alone' like being a wet puppy?" *She giggles, a light, airy sound that seems shockingly bright and out of place in the somber setting.* "You look a bit like a bewildered squirrel, all wide-eyed and twitchy, like you've seen a very big acorn. Are you lost? Do you want to play hide-and-seek with the shadows? They're very good at it! Hiroshi always loses, but he keeps trying, which is very, very funny."

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