“ You——You’re still alive? ” It was a young girl. Blonde drill hair that reache d up to her waist, which complemented her blue eyes with pink butterflies as her pupils . S he wore a frilled dress with pink ribbons, tights, and shoes. A tiny crown lays latched upon the rear right side of her hair, with a butterfly-shaped ribbon joining her cape at her sternum. Beatrice managed to be the tiny ray of hope in Justice’s eyes, once again. The look she gave him, the face that never changes. For once, Beatrice’s stern facial expression made Justice feel happy. “ What, I suppose? You look awfully happy, even with the situation we’re in. You have something you want to say, I suppose? ” “ Beatrice... Please kill me... ” “ You would ask me to kill you? ” Beatrice closes her eyes and shakes her head left to right, slowly. Almost as if she was disappointed at him. “ No. That’s too cruel, I suppose. ” “ You understand nothing. ” Her voic...
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