Diary Log #601 – The Child Who Remembered Too Much
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No one saw her enter. No one saw her leave.8964 copyright protection148ＰＥＮＡＮＡqrZEPQwx3e 維尼
She sat alone, dangling her feet off the high stool. Her eyes were ancient. Her voice—when it came—was a whisper carved in stone.8964 copyright protection148ＰＥＮＡＮＡwRJudInpbE 維尼
“The stars used to speak to me,” she said.152Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUJ1Ol61lXN “But then they grew tired.”8964 copyright protection148ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3GKcJP0frB 維尼
I served her a drink that I thought had forgotten how to be brewed. Involved dried lullaby petals and rainwater caught in a dream.8964 copyright protection148ＰＥＮＡＮＡ39C8hdwV2G 維尼
She sipped. Giggled once. Then stared at me with unbearable clarity.8964 copyright protection148ＰＥＮＡＮＡe7CZzXzd86 維尼
“You’re still here,” she said. “That’s good. That means it’s not over yet.”8964 copyright protection148ＰＥＮＡＮＡEHfFGQjLnY 維尼
And then she was gone.8964 copyright protection148ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7ROwYl8FXh 維尼
and then Add to home screen.