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 protection106PENANAIXYA4z8NuX 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 protection106PENANAIHPt05sppo 維尼
“The stars used to speak to me,” she said.110Please respect copyright.PENANAIKbEGAQZ3V “But then they grew tired.”8964 copyright protection106PENANA7JytdcP632 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 protection106PENANAJrIzC4oIQ9 維尼
She sipped. Giggled once. Then stared at me with unbearable clarity.8964 copyright protection106PENANA1MgycQxtqF 維尼
“You’re still here,” she said. “That’s good. That means it’s not over yet.”8964 copyright protection106PENANANvMbedxJow 維尼
And then she was gone.8964 copyright protection106PENANA7Cdwi0UMmq 維尼