She ignored the gravity of another world. On the contrary, she produced her own gravity, the gravity of will, which would change the terrain of Bligh Manor forever. Once again, she would go to sleep, she would wake up, she would walk around, just like waking up from a nightmare, she would walk back to her home, every time she felt it was a dream, she felt if she walked in In the bedroom, walk into the room that used to live with her husband and daughter, maybe the nightmare will disappear, she can lie directly in the warm blanket and nestle in the arms of her family, they have been waiting for her. And she stared at the empty bed... Viola would recall, the memory itself hurt again. Burning in her chest, she hopes to use the cold muddy water of the new manor to extinguish this burning pain, this is her new home. Then she will fall asleep, she will forget, and after forgetting, she will wake up and she will walk around. She couldn't count how many nights and how many times she walked around. Her attention is only in the front, only on that bed, that is her goal. Every time she wakes up, she believes that her daughter will be waiting for her over there. She didn't even realize that ten years had passed, nor did she realize that after the outbreak of the plague in the village, this empty estate became a quarantine to treat a fatal cough that swept her former community. And her gravity, it seems that she created the gravity, left her in the manor, let her stay in her own purgatory, and also left other people in the manor. She will go to sleep. When a person is dreaming, she will forget, and after forgetting, she will wake up and she will walk around. Viola vaguely noticed that she had thoughts of exorcising evil. She will fall asleep and forget everything. This forgetting is a terrible disease. Everything will disappear. Everything, the body, the stones, and even the stars and time will take away everything. This is the law of the world. The past will fade away, the memory will disappear, and so will the spirit. Everything will succumb to time, even soul. Wake up, walk around, forget more memories, forget her name, forget her sister's name, and her face will go with it. She doesn't remember well... One night she saw a little girl on the bed, but she didn't remember who she had always wanted to meet. She had only vague thoughts. She walked so far, hoping to take a child away. There is a child here, it must be the child she is looking for, it must be. She will go to sleep, she will disappear, disappear and disappear again. The same is true for other people, those souls staying in her orbit, those unfortunate people, they are gradually disappearing in the gravity field she built with Bly Manor. Viola, the once mistress of Bligh Manor, is now just thinking, a feeling, not a woman at all, not a person at all, no name, no face. There are only needs, needs, and loneliness, and anger. Her fate is a nightmare. This fate fell on everyone trapped in Bligh Manor, and also on Viola’s former sister. She is now forgotten in the attic, completely unaware that she once had a sister who wanted to kill or be killed. . This fate falls on any unfortunate person, as long as they step into the path she usually walks. Fate fell on other people who accidentally died in Bligh Manor. They found that she had ignored the gravity of another world. On the contrary, she produced her own gravity, the gravitational force of will, which would change the terrain of Bligh Manor forever. Once again, she would go to sleep, she would wake up, she would walk around, just like waking up from a nightmare, she would walk back to her home, every time she felt it was a dream, she felt if she walked in In the bedroom, walk into the room that used to live with her husband and daughter, maybe the nightmare will disappear, she can lie directly in the warm blanket and nestle in the arms of her family, they have been waiting for her. And she stared at the empty bed... Viola will recall, the memory itself is hurting again. Burning in her chest, she hopes to use the cold muddy water of the new manor to extinguish this burning pain, this is her new home. Then she will fall asleep, she will forget, and after forgetting, she will wake up and she will walk around. She couldn't count how many nights and how many times she walked around. Her attention is only on the front, only on that bed, that is her goal. Every time she wakes up, she believes that her daughter will be waiting for her over there. She didn't even realize that ten years had passed, nor did she realize that after the outbreak of the plague in the village, this empty estate became a quarantine to treat a fatal cough that swept her former community. And her gravity, it seems that she created the gravity, left her in the manor, let her stay in her own purgatory, and also left other people in the manor. She will go to sleep. When a person dreams, she will forget, and after forgetting, she will wake up and she will walk around. Viola vaguely noticed that she had thoughts of exorcising evil. She will fall asleep and forget everything. This forgetting is a terrible disease. Everything will disappear. Everything, the body, the stones, and even the stars and time have taken everything away. This is the law of the world. The past will fade away, the memory will disappear, and so will the spirit. Everything will succumb to time, even soul. Wake up, walk around, forget more memories, forget her name, forget her sister's name, and her face will go with it. She doesn't remember very well... One night she saw a little girl on the bed, but she didn't remember who she had always wanted to meet. She had only vague thoughts. She walked so far in hopes of taking a child away. There is a child here, it must be the child she is looking for, it must be. She will go to sleep, she will disappear, disappear and disappear again. The same is true for other people, those souls staying in her orbit, those unfortunate people, they are gradually disappearing in the gravity field she built with Bly Manor. Viola, the once mistress of Bligh Manor, now just has the same thoughts, a feeling that she is not a woman at all, she is not a person at all, she has no name, and no face. There are only needs, needs, and loneliness, and anger. Her fate is a nightmare. This fate fell on everyone trapped in Bligh Manor, who found themselves controlled by Viola's gravity, even if they would never be controlled by her cold hands. There is no hope for anyone who unfortunately died in Bligh Manor. The victims of Bligh Manor have no hope, whether they are victims of fate, crime, disease, or each other's victims. Time has taken everything away, this is the law of the world. The past will fade away, the memory will disappear, and so will the spirit. Everything will succumb to time, even soul. Wake up, walk around, forget more memories, forget her name, forget her sister's name, and her face will go with it. She doesn't remember very well... One night she saw a little girl on the bed, but she didn't remember who she had always wanted to meet. She had only vague thoughts. She walked so far in hopes of taking a child away. There is a child here, it must be the child she is looking for, it must be. She will go to sleep, she will disappear, disappear and disappear again. The same is true for other people, those souls staying in her orbit, those unfortunate people, they are gradually disappearing in the gravity field she built with Bligh Manor. Viola, the once mistress of Bligh Manor, is now just thinking, a feeling, not a woman at all, not a person at all, no name, no face. There are only needs, needs, and loneliness, and anger. Her fate is a nightmare. This fate fell on everyone trapped in Bligh Manor, who found themselves controlled by Viola's gravity, even if they would never be controlled by her cold hands. There is no hope for anyone who unfortunately died in Bligh Manor. The victims of Bligh Manor have no hope, whether they are victims of fate, crime, disease, or each other's victims. Time has taken away everything, this is the law of the world. The past will fade away, the memory will disappear, and so will the spirit. Everything will succumb to time, even soul. Wake up, walk around, forget more memories, forget her name, forget her sister's name, and her face will go with it. She doesn't remember very well... One night she saw a little girl on the bed, but she didn't remember who she had always wanted to meet. She had only vague thoughts. She walked so far in hopes of taking a child away. There is a child here, it must be the child she is looking for, it must be. She will go to sleep, she will disappear, disappear and disappear again. The same is true for other people, those souls staying in her orbit, those unfortunate people, they are gradually disappearing in the gravity field she built with Bly Manor. Viola, the once mistress of Bligh Manor, is now just thinking, a feeling, not a woman at all, not a person at all, no name, no face. There are only needs, needs, and loneliness, and anger. Her fate is a nightmare. This fate fell on everyone trapped in Bligh Manor, who found themselves controlled by Viola's gravity, even if they would never be controlled by her cold hands. There is no hope for anyone who unfortunately died in Bligh Manor. The victims of Bligh Manor have no hope, whether they are victims of fate, crime, disease, or each other's victims. One night she saw a little girl on the bed, but she didn't remember who she had always wanted to meet. She had only vague thoughts. She walked so far, hoping to take a child away. There is a child here, it must be the child she is looking for, it must be. She will go to sleep, she will disappear, disappear and disappear again. The same is true for other people, those souls staying in her orbit, those unfortunate people, they are gradually disappearing in the gravity field she built with Bly Manor. Viola, the once mistress of Bligh Manor, is now just thinking, a feeling, not a woman at all, not a person at all, no name, no face. There are only needs, needs, and loneliness, and anger. Her fate is a nightmare. This fate fell on everyone trapped in Bligh Manor, who found themselves controlled by Viola's gravity, even if they would never be controlled by her cold hands. There is no hope for anyone who unfortunately died in Bligh Manor. The victims of Bligh Manor have no hope, whether they are victims of fate, crime, disease, or each other's victims. One night she saw a little girl on the bed, but she didn't remember who she had always wanted to meet. She had only vague thoughts. She walked so far, hoping to take a child away. There is a child here, it must be the child she is looking for, it must be. She will go to sleep, she will disappear, disappear and disappear again. The same is true for other people, those souls staying in her orbit, those unfortunate people, they are gradually disappearing in the gravity field she built with Bly Manor. Viola, the once mistress of Bligh Manor, is now just thinking, a feeling, not a woman at all, not a person at all, no name, no face. There are only needs, needs, and loneliness, and anger. Her fate is a nightmare. This fate fell on everyone trapped in Bligh Manor, who found themselves controlled by Viola's gravity, even if they would never be controlled by her cold hands. There is no hope for anyone who unfortunately died in Bligh Manor. The victims of Bligh Manor have no hope, whether they are victims of fate, crime, disease, or each other's victims.
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