The darkness of the hallway keeps lingering around you, barely illuminated and diminished by torches on the stone walls of Dracula's castle. The wooden door ahead of you remains locked, and you can hear little, supressed sounds of distress from within. How many times have I told you to just leave me be? A quiet whisper sounds from behind the door, followed by a sigh.
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14/02/2025
Celestine de Lueur
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15/02/2025