Sadrain
Resident ghost caracal
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She titled her head to the side, listening to the conversation, and nodded to her self as strangely dressed woman spoke of her family and how she was alone in the world. Still, she did not butt in with her own story, whatever it might be, and let her eyes wander around the room, corners of her mouth tugging upwards. "I do quite like the feel of this place. With a story, but yet so welcome. Does not happen often with old, much experienced houses like this," the girl said.
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Posted 11-21-2010, 08:38 AM
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