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• ° •6 years old • ° •

How little we were..running around the manor without a care in the world.
Fleeting moments indeed.
How I wish I could turn back time
Alas, I can only take a photo with my shutter, in hopes of being able to capture those short lived moments of happiness.

Both of us, identical, yet the maids and butlers would be able to tell the difference immediately.
I guess you were a bit more outgoing than I was.

The world really felt like a happy place back then. Now I realize there is no room for love in this world.
Mercilessly, I slash my unsheathed sword across the back of those trying to escape the manor. I wasn't able to escape, so I shan't let them escape either.

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