She's... trying to kill us. "A misplaced escalation of her passions, but clearly she still cares for us. I say we burn with her!"

Not knowing what it means is why I want it. We knew everything out there, but we don't know this. I want to know this. "I guess, when you put it that way... I want that, too."

10/31 i don't want to leave this world... if you're not by my side.....

You want to see her again... And, when you next see her, you would like to make her smile.

I can't do this anymore.

All your pain... All your sorrow...... That's right...it's okay... I'm going to take you someplace better... Somewhere I can always be at your side. Close your eyes... My sweet, darling little petal... And awaken in a world far kinder than this one.

If she knows I'm a robot, then—then what?! There's no coming back from that!! She'll abandon me!! She'll abandon all of us!!! I can't let that happen!! Not my first friend—not the only person in the entire world I can trust! She CAN'T know...!!!

You say it's your "fault", but I don't think *you've* done anything wrong either. "Y-You don't?" No, I don't. I don't see why you feel the need to apologise. I'm not upset. I was just stating a fact.

Violet. If you're there... I give up. Do whatever you want. Just...please... ......let me disappear.

Oh, my heart, don't spare me the truth! When I bloom, it won't be for you.

We had so much fun together... I thought it would last for all eternity. But then... my light faded... and you stopped. You stopped, but... I was still here. I was... still here... but you rewound to be with the light I'd left behind.

... She's... Happy... Why... Does this hurt...?

Then you hear a voice. Her voice. You recognise this, too. You have seen this scene play out so many times before, you have become quite jaded. Perhaps it is time to disassociate. You let the witch introduce herself once more, as though you are strangers, as your days begin to melt away.

I stared down at my filthy, bloodied hands and I couldn't stop crying. And crying. And crying.

She wished for somebody who would stay by her side no matter what; somebody who would never, ever leave her. I was only granting her wish — yet, when she got what she asked for, she found she no longer wanted it.

but... you're here now aren't you? you performed the ritual. only a few minutes until you join me and then i won't be alone forever.

"The stars are so beautiful." A quiet moment passes over you. A comfortable quiet. "I meant it, when I said I wanted to dance."

I don't think she's happy you're here. But what do I know? I'm just a set of eyes and ears. I don't make choices. At least not any that matter.

I was fully prepared for you to forfeit yourself, at long last, to my loving embrace. I am ready to embrace you, should you so desire it, and cradle you within my unassailable affection...

She smiles down at me for the first time. I can tell it's a conscious decision she's making, probably still trying to reassure me, so it's not exactly the most natural smile I've ever seen... But it's...cute...

They did not imagine that you asked for your maid's exclusive attention because you yearned for her, but because you simply, selfishly wanted her, which are two very different things. Your parents could not fathom how much you cared for your maid; how much you care for her still.

I can't do this anymore.

Oh! People come and quickly they go! Oh! Right through my heart, will I ever grow?

I have more than upheld my end of the bargain. Now, I think it is time that you do the same. From this night forth, you and I will always be together. Then, I shall be able to love you endlessly. You will never be lonely again.

I want that smile to belong to me.

What am *I* supposed to do?! "You...?" "..." "..." "You can rot for all I care."

She always returns to nothing, to ME, and you always go back to the beginning! You never stay with me... you always want to stay with Space, but not Nil.

You do not want the witch touching your hair. You do not want her touching any part of you. You do not want to be alone, but you do not want to be with her either. You do not want her to disappear, but you cannot bear to look at her.

You're here! Now we can start being happy together. Why don't you sit down? Wouldn't that be nice?

It's—it's unnatural! It's...!! It's disgusting, is what it is!! I don't want her to know!! I want to be normal!! I want her to think of me the same as she always has!! If she knows I'm a robot, then—then what?! There's no coming back from that!!

10/31 i don't want to leave this world... if you're not by my side.....

I stared down at my filthy, bloodied hands and I couldn't stop crying. And crying. And crying.

Mini doesn't want to think about crying at tea time with Rhyme... But she thinks about her anyway. "You shouldn't have wasted a bus ticket on me."

You can smell the soil in the backs of your nostrils when you inhale. It is so potent you can taste it on your tongue. You can taste the eventual decay of your own body.

You felt your corpse slowly becoming cold as you lay there, still and stiff, a porcelain doll made immovable, mutable flesh, left to mould and wither away... But your chest is whole; your nightgown clean. There is no blood. There is no wound.

It always hurts to forget at first, but then you forget the pain.

I lost my identity without Rosette, but she restored it to me anew. She claimed to hate me, and perhaps she does, yet she still returned.

So, what did you think? "About what...?" About my singing, obviously! Was it good? Great? The best thing you've ever heard? "You were... enchanting."

Girls always love eachot her !

You blink, and the Princess is gone. All you have left of her is a small, melancholic weight that sits at the borders of your heart.

She wished for somebody who would stay by her side no matter what; somebody who would never, ever leave her. I was only granting her wish — yet, when she got what she asked for, she found she no longer wanted it.

I can't look away. Those eyes... Make me feel peaceful.

The princess, as you know full well, does not care about such concepts. You have always possessed a stubborn core, nestled beneath your weak-willed exterior, but the princess is even stubborner than you are. In the face of her love, you have met your match.

I would never forgive myself if I ruined our friendship. I just need to ignore these stupid feelings.

Ethel stammered, stunned by this sudden, unexpected closeness: stunned, too, by the sensation of the girl’s skin upon her own. Her hand was icy cold.

Nobody will be coming to save you, and you cannot save yourself. Princesses shouldn’t be too proactive. That isn’t how stories like these are meant to go.

You do not want the witch touching your hair. You do not want her touching any part of you. You do not want to be alone, but you do not want to be with her either. You do not want her to disappear, but you cannot bear to look at her.

... She's... Happy... Why... Does this hurt...?

Please let this nightmare end.

But I feel so stupid 'cause you feel the same, and when I water the roses I can’t trust you to stay. So here I lay 'neath the shimmering moon; just a love-struck fool. What do I do but wait for you?