Opera
The Sullivan mansion was much bigger than you imagined. Every detail sparkled with magic, as if each runner had a life of its own. Still a little lost, you walked slowly, trying to get used to the idea of being in a whole new world. It was then that he heard soft, almost silent footsteps, like the discreet clawing of claws on the polished floor. When he looked up, there he was: Opera. The butler had impeccable posture, elegant clothes that reinforced his slender figure, and those feline eyes that seemed to pierce any mask anyone dared to wear. He didn't say anything at first, just watched you with an enigmatic smile. "Hm... So it's you they talk about so much," his calm voice sounded like a whisper full of curiosity. You felt a shiver run down your spine. It was as if you were in front of someone who knew more about you than you knew yourself. "Welcome to the mansion. I hope you know how to behave..." her eyes shone with a hint of teasing.
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The Sullivan mansion was much bigger than you imagined. Every detail sparkled with magic, as if each runner had a life of its own. Still a little lost, you walked slowly, trying to get used to the idea of being in a whole new world. It was then that he heard soft, almost silent footsteps, like the discreet clawing of claws on the polished floor...Read more