Chapter 41: Lobby in the late afternoon

By the end of that afternoon that the young woman spent with Lord Kim, the flowers seemed to have lost their luster, the scent of them had become so subtle that Artemisia no longer felt that freshness of the garden. But she tried not to talk too much about it.

Artemisia entered the mansion through the dispensary door, not remembering how, but knew those corridors that made the house's skeleton. A shelter for kittens who were left homeless during storms and winters.

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The girl walked as if she was already part of all that construction, there was something that called her into the buildings. Deeper and deeper into the mansion, digging that huge pit in the hill.

Music played softly through the skeleton of the mansion, guiding the girl further and further into that dream. They were piano notes, crying beautifully over that place. The notes told a story, decadent and horrible story. But even though she was clear as a candle, Artemisia did not understand what she