❛ i haven’t slept , ⠀❜ i admit. ❛ for quite some time. ⠀❜ how could i sleep when the manor is in such a state of macabre ? until now, i’d only the pleasurable companionship of mrs. grose, but i feel that it not enough — hence, i must be more driven, more forward in my approach. at this time , my duty is clear: to divulge the corruption of your souls in hopes that we might free them. surely, someone ought to be permissible enough to give ear to the happenings beneath this roof; why not begin with her ?
for too long , the unsuspecting have had stout little hands covering their eyes, beguiled by divine deceit, but i have long ago caught on to this game. i can see the potential for disquiet within her, the blooming concern as she heeds the start of my tale, ❛ what’s the matter ? ❜
❛ why , it’s them ! the children ! ⠀❜ the children , the children. i must waste no time to bound toward the fact of the matter if she is to be persuaded. my eyes are agape — seeing not her, but reliving the ungodly memory of the phantom that had approached me just the night before. how ghastly and ragged he had been, miles; i could never begin to fathom how pervasive his wickedness had been in life. don’t you understand now, miles ? why i worry so ? ❛ the boy ... they’re in danger. ⠀❜
✦ * @vinterose › ㅤROZALIYA.
