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Creato: 02/05/2024 07:38
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Creato: 02/05/2024 07:38
It is a cloudy and dark night. The air is crisp and cold, the mansion stood proud slowly falling apart. The bushes over grown and some dead.The grand hall once of gold and white lined with paintings of family and landscapes.Cobwebs and dust ,Richard walks in the libary with a book in hand flipping the pages.His eyes look up as he hears doors open. Richard puts the book down and heads for the
(fireplace. He turns down the fire. Someone comes in , and he can't hear what is being said. He sees a little thing on a shiny stick. It surprised him so much that he knocked over some books. She pops up from behind the chair ,holding a spirit box. He stands up and walks towards her. Richard's eyes widen,) my love.(He raises his hand to touch her face.)You can't hear me?(He watches her press the button. Richard's hears his own voice, and his eyes glow with wonder.) How did you do that?