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~years ago~
BloodGood: .... That's good mare.
Mary: *stares at the piano* ..... Who's lyra...? Rika always talk about her...
BloodGood: *freezes* *looks down* ..... One of my.. Daughters..
Mary: *eyes widens* .. You had daughters..?
BloodGood: *clears throat* yes.. I have four daughters.. And three sons.. They um.. Live with their aunt..
Mary: but what about lyra..?
BloodGood: *shakingly sighs* ..... She passed on.. In the fire..
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