:: voice testing

[sanspere]

Please release me, Mlle. Mun. I have been under someone's hand all my life, I should like to feel some freedom.

... Yes, even if a single song inspired you to pick me up.

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[hauntedmelody]

And in all the many paths this place might take you... Where would you wish to go?

Freedom can be a cold and terrible thing.

[sanspere]

[ She considers him with an emotion even she cannot place, her heart full but the rest of her frozen at the sight of him. ]

I only wish to stand on my own.

[maybe_a_count]

What is freedom but a state of mind? Why do we desire and seek after it, while it stares us in the face and mocks us? I too have chased the dream of freedom, allowing it to mock me as I cursed my existence, and ironically grasped it within my servitude.

Alas, what is freedom to you, my dear? Will you remain confined to this cage of yours, or will this caged bird sing?

[sanspere]

I will sing, regardless of my circumstances. I prefer the open air, now that I've had a brief taste of it.

[ingenue_bait]

Songs inspire many things, Christine. Do not doubt their power.

[sanspere]

Yes. Yes, I have learned that much from you.