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Her home, her castle, it was but a room in the dark. She clothed me and fed me, warmed me and read me, But everything was so false, no matter where I hit, she seemed to just look through me, and nothing seemed to fit Pastel colours dripping horizontally across the image of a very faint double exposure sepia image as if made from a foggy waterpaint brush stroke.
A mysterious castle stands shrouded in thick fog, its tall spires silhouetted against a soft orange hue, reflecting on the calm water below, creating an enchanting and eerie atmosphere.
