XIII: A Long Dream

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"Why do you not like to study history? Life back then was so much interesting, it was colorful, rich with different cultures and amazing architecture! There are princesses everywhere!" I can hear Barbara's excited voice as if she was just in front of me, talking non stop about her obsession once again. I remember that when we were younger, she already had the habit of snatching small trinkets and other pieces of jewelry from my father's museum. "Boring." My head twitched from hearing my own voice as well, but the voice I heard was probably from the younger version of me judging by how young it sounded. Curious as to what was happening, I opened my eyes and saw the scene in my bedroom. It was already late in the afternoon, the younger me probably just arrived home from school and was al

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