A baby was crying in a blanket. She was crying on top of her lungs yet the cries were so feeble. It was white all around her,white with snow, yet no one calmed her.

Why does that baby look awfully familiar?

I wonder....

My eyes fluttered open, then I realized I was dreaming. I sat up in my bed and rubbed my eyes. The usual empty room made itself visible as my eyes adjusted. Then, I noticed something, I rubbed my eyes and looked again.

It was there... A wardrobe.

When did this get here? I got off the bed and opened it. It was full of dresses. What's this? How? Oh! I must be dreaming. I turned around to go back to the bed but ended up tripping on my own feet and fell down hard. The sound of a big thud echoed and the next moment the door opened revealing Xander.

"M - master." I sat up. "There is a wardrobe there!" I pointed at it.

"Yes, I had it put there so that you can have a change of clothes, since." He lifted his head up a bit. "You even sleep naked to not get that dress wrinkled."

"...." At that time I realized I was naked. In the fit of the moment I covered myself with my arms. But Xander just left unamused.

I picked up a simple skirt and shirt from the wardrobe and wore it.

But I'm sure this is not how a slave is treated. He bought me clothes. Does that make sense?

I went out of the room and noticed a piano. Why is it even there? Does anyone even play? I thought about it for a second then walked to it, it was clean with no sight of dust.

There is this one melody I like playing.

I sat down, placed my fingers above the piano keys, took a deep breath and played.

The soft music had somehow given me peace. I allowed myself to get immensed in it as I continued. It's a song that tells you to be strong even when you are lost. For me this melody has been my sanctuary.

I finished the song and smiled. I'm glad I still remember it. I got up, turned, then froze.

"M-m-master." I surely didn't expect Xander to be standing there leaning against the wall staring at me. He straightened up and clapped slowly.

"That was quite a good piece you played there. Where did you learn it from." He said and began walking towards me.

"I-uh-I just remember playing it since I was young."

"Is that so." He was now in front of me. "You deserve an award for such a nice play." He took a look of my hair and kissed it.

"M-master." I noticed something in his eyes.

"I think I like this feeling." His eyes seemed a bit warmer. A bit less void.

"What - feeling?" I looked up at him, out of breath.

He gently tucked my hair behind my ear with his fingers. He gave me a peck and moved back.

"Send Mary back only when a man named 'Roy' comes to pick her."

He then descended the stairs and was gone. As soon as he was out of sight I dropped to my knees and clenched my shirt over my chest.

It was beating so fast.


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