An arcanist's work. Exhibited at the dawn of the 20th century and showcased for 18 years. Completed in autumn, on the 23rd of November. Initially exhibited i... [Read more]
An arcanist's work. Exhibited at the dawn of the 20th century and showcased for 18 years. Completed in autumn, on the 23rd of November. Initially exhibited in Vienna, Cisleithania, within the Austro-Hungarian Empire, and later archived at the St. Pavlov Foundation.
- Thank you for your generosity, miss. I think I'll stay here for a few days ... Oh? You prepared a room for me? So you did. Look how ... dainty it is. I am grateful.
(First Encounter Voiceline)
- People are always busy on a sunny day like this. They'll talk about their riding boots, introduce their daughters, and show off their pocket watches ... Me? I'm what the gathering is for. There's no point for them to be here without me.
(Suitcase Climate Voiceline)
- The future? ... Does it matter?
(To the Future Voiceline)
- Please have a seat. You'll always feel at ease in my room, no matter the time.
(Greetings Voiceline)
- Ah—Ah—Ah— Oh, good morning. You're always in a hurry. Care for a cup of tea?
(Morning Voiceline)
- Hmm. I don't mean to bother you, but ... I had a terrible nightmare. Would you lend me your ear and tell it to my doctor?
(Bond: Morning Voiceline)
- The stars are so bright I can't sleep, that's why I'm here. So what is this place? I don't even recall such a place, and the scenery's new to me. Ugh, am I dreaming again?
(Night Voiceline)
- When I was little, on a night like this one, I woke up to the sounds of footsteps outside my room. Have you ever heard footsteps like this? Shoeless, wet soles splattering on the marble floor, slimy and erratic, like a frayed brush stroking haphazardly across a canvas. I looked to see who it was, and there stood my mother, with a brass needle in one hand, and my father in the other.
(Bond: Night Voiceline)
- The veil is on top. Underneath is the hat, my hair, and then my brain. That's all I have here, miss.
(Hat and Hair Voiceline)
- You asked her where the jewelry box was, she said it was under the bed. Then you asked her if she knew who the murderer was, and she said it was some scumbag, and that's all she knew. You're trying to cover up one bloodshed with another! How naive you are. Open your eyes and see! I'm Isolde, not her!
(Sleeves and Hands Voiceline)
- What do you think of vessels? Does the word mean bowls, plates, bottles, or vases? Is it really the vessel that matters, or the wines and delicacies inside?
(Clothing and Torso Voiceline)
- As you can see, I don't have an amulet to ward off the ghosts. People have given me all kinds of blessings, except for this one.
(Hobby Voiceline)
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