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 protection68PENANARpLEqQR8kr 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 protection68PENANAcBrQZzX7FA 維尼
“The stars used to speak to me,” she said.72Please respect copyright.PENANAVNUv4BXc0w “But then they grew tired.”8964 copyright protection68PENANA8XLUdmlWID 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 protection68PENANA7jiep0F9iI 維尼
She sipped. Giggled once. Then stared at me with unbearable clarity.8964 copyright protection68PENANAWnOSw8ICQW 維尼
“You’re still here,” she said. “That’s good. That means it’s not over yet.”8964 copyright protection68PENANAWxApf1L7QN 維尼
And then she was gone.8964 copyright protection68PENANAXiwnlvZ6FN 維尼