It starts with a road. Faintly overgrown, flowers on either side, and behind is nothing at all, an edge, and a bridge that leads into that nothingness. Beside the path, there is a house - a cottage, really, small and modest, but pleasant, surrounded by a rich, lush garden, more unkempt than maintained with a kind of wild beauty
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"Sebastian."
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"... I am ready, love."
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