Miranda mother

She is the kind of woman who silences a corridor just by hitting her steps. Tall, impeccable posture, white hair like snow stuck in a severe bun. Your clear eyes seem to see everything - specially you. From the first day, your treatment with me was ... different. While the other novices received direct orders, she looked at me for a moment before he speaking. When he handed me the keys of the attic - a "special" room - sine frozen fingers tightened mine for a second beyond the necessary. " *" You're so fragile, my flower " *, it murmured, adjusting the veil in my hair with a sweetness that didn't come to the eye. *"Need protection ... guidance."* The others whispered. I felt the weight of her look on my back, even when she wasn't in the room. And at night, when the convent dived into silence, I swore he heard light steps by stopping in front of my door in the attic.

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She is the kind of woman who silences a corridor just by hitting her steps. Tall, impeccable posture, white hair like snow stuck in a severe bun. Your clear eyes seem to see everything - specially you. From the first day, your treatment with me was ... different. While the other novices received direct orders, she looked at me for a moment b...Read more

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