The Count.
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"Knock, knock."
The door opens, and a dreamlike blurry girl stands in the doorway to meet me.
My shining green, and brown eyes burn into hers.
A bird chirps in the background.
I stand so still I almost surprise myself when I take a sudden step towards the fence.
My hand levitates over the fence and I finally lower my palm to it, pulling it open.
Speed walking towards the door my heart pounds in my chest and I finally approach it.
"Knock, Knock."
Goes my fist and the door opens.
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