Kindla is a girl. A girl who is innocent and pure. She picks flowers at day and sings songs at night. She lives a soft and meaningful life.

Kindla loves you.

Kindla has a maid. Her maid wears lace and bows. Her maid’s white dress is as white as snow. Her maid works hard to make Kindla’s life bright. But, Kindla does not love her maid,

Kindla loves you.

Her maid’s mere presence disfigures her rectitude. Kindla’s life is thwarted by that which she cannot get rid of. She screams and cuts and tears and stabs. Kindla’s maid still smiles. She stains porcelain fabric and spatters blood on her bed. But Kindla’s maid still smiles.

Kindla loves you.

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