![]() Emalia often crept down the emergency stairs, and would run off down the street. ![]() She only had four friends from the outside world, who she’d met at the market by sneaking out of the orphanage through the window. For one thing, she had unnatural black hair, and greeny blue hue, and would often like to be alone, like during the cleaning hour (which would often drag on to around 6 hours) unless she really had to see the other kids in the orphanage. Like it had never left it.Įmalia had no friends from the orphanage, because she was strange, and gave off different vibes, than just any other human. The city of Erebus was beautiful, but strangely entangled with it’s history, in some ways. She would see the bright lights of low rise flats, and sometimes even heard the beeping noise of the laptops parallel to the orphanage. When she was lonely, she would pull them out, and sit next to the window. Emalia thought they were probably a parting gift from her parents. Even the Matron never knew about them, as she was so endorsed in her champagne, and liqueurs. No one knew the meaning of them or where they had come from. In Emalia’s crib, where special candles that would glow luminously in blue. They never reappeared after that, so she was taken to an orphanage by the local police and raised there. ![]() Some said that they just left their child unattended when she was very young. Some said that they were stabbed by a local murderer though it was impossible, because that murderer died around a century before. Her parents had both mysteriously disappeared in suspicious circumstances when she was 3 months old. Emalia was an orphan, and had lived in an orphanage for most of her life.
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