Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190401165541/@comment-29038468-20190404003347

"Fair enough, the offer still stands if you ever change your mind." I tell her. As we pass by one room in particular, a sweet cheery voice calls out to us. "Hello Atrea! Hi peo-DAD!" The voice shouts. From inside the glass room is a young girl with shimmering blue eyes full of hope and love, one of which bears a strange symbol. Her hair a silken black that resembles mine. A neat pile of small clothes lay folded on a nearby chair on top of a golden yellow cloak, a blunt sword and leather bound book lean against the chair. The girl rushes into the glass wall forcing her face against the glass in a comedic fashion. "O-Ophelia?" I ask bewildered.