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In the middle of a rainstorm Christine entered the mansion, a blue cloak tightly pulled over her shoulders. She eyed the Raven warily and sat far from it, her hands clasped in front of her. She waited for someone to enter.
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Hello, everyone... I am Christine Daaé, you would know me from The Phantom of the Opera by Gaston Leroux, as well as other misinterpretations. I am the true version. I...have a difficult time making decisions, but I am very good at making tea.
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Hello, everyone... I am Christine Daaé, you would know me from The Phantom of the Opera by Gaston Leroux, as well as other misinterpretations. I am the true version. I...have a difficult time making decisions, but I am very good at making tea.