PAROLAAggressive. Isolated. Disturbed.
Ma lei non ha detto una parola.
But she did not say a word.
I must simply ask you to leave immediately. I cannot guarantee I will be as kind to you. No, no, you must go. I simply cannot have visitors. Do not tell anyone you found me here, especially not my sister. Now go. GO. LEAVE. LEAVE ME ALONE. LEAVE IN PEACE. GET OUT OF MY HOUSE.
She was once a kind hospitable kacheek who cared for lost and wandering of the Haunted Woods. One night, an unknown krawk arrived at her doorstep, asking for shelter. That night her daughter died. She never recovered, and now sits alone in her mansion, devastated, vengeful and unbalanced. She waits every day for the krawk to return, a dagger in one hand and her daughter's photo in the other. She barely acknowledges her siblings, unwilling to love anyone anymore.
You must not worry about me, dear twin sister.
I await your visit reluctantly.
I understand how you feel.
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