<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=46369.msg2362829#msg2362829">Quote from: Faeylin on 21-10-2009, 05:37:54</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Lillian Montague</strong>, Beneath an Ancient Oak [Sylria the Elf &amp; Lillian Montague]<br/><br/>"Good," smiled Lillian, pulling Sylria close. "So will you pretend, at least, to be my cousin? Blood is everything in this land, and Montague blood pretty much makes you royalty." Lily gazed up into the branches above them as they spoke. "And you said something about a haunt? The book that bled? Can you tell me more about them," she asked softly. Lily had indeed seen something strange in the house, in the grand mirror in her bedroom. But for now, she didn't feel comfortable sharing her experience. It had been vivid, but she had already convinced herself that it was just a daydream.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><strong>Sylria</strong>, Beneath an Ancient Oak [Sylria the Elf & Lillian Montague]<br/><br/>"I...will try to pretend.  The lack of memory should help, at least, but I am not entirely comfortable lying.  But I will try." I tell her, and then frown at the question about the haunt.  I reply, shrugging. "I don't know much more than I told you.  I found the strange fingerprints last night, like those of a young girl.  When I slept, I had strange dreams, including a young girl at one point, though I don't remember clearly.  Then, in the morning while I was speaking with Ashley in the library, I heard the giggle of a young girl from the air between us, and the book began to bleed."