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Aleatory Franca #455 - The Lambs Voices
3D Render by Nemmesea"No one could say exactly when Franca arrived at the house.
Some insisted she had always been there, sitting by the window as if the light itself had chosen her.
Others swore she appeared one morning without luggage, without explanation, carrying that strange vintage aura that didn’t belong to any particular decade.
The house accepted her instantly.
The walls, with their old wood and quiet dust, seemed to recognize her.
And she… she moved through the corridors as if she were listening to something the rest of them couldn’t hear.
They said she spoke to the lambs.
Not real lambs.
The voices.
Soft murmurs rising from the floorboards, from the seams of the walls, from the places where the house had learned to hide its memories.
Whispers that sounded childlike, gentle, almost sweet…
yet carried an undertone that made the air feel colder.
Franca never feared them.
If anything, she listened with unsettling calm, as though she understood a forgotten language.
Sometimes she sat in the ornate chair, perfectly still, hands resting lightly on her lap.
The sepia light wrapped around her, and the voices grew louder, as if the house breathed through her.
That was when the shadow appeared.
A shape beneath the chair.
Unmoving.
Wrongly quiet.
A body that didn’t belong to the living anymore, lying just out of sight, as though the darkness had decided to keep it.
Franca didn’t flinch.
She didn’t scream.
She didn’t even look down.
Because she already knew.
She knew the house didn’t speak without purpose.
She knew the lambs didn’t whisper to just anyone.
And she knew that the silent figure beneath her chair wasn’t a threat.
It was a message.
A reminder that the house never forgave being ignored.
That every secret eventually demanded a witness.
That everything buried finds a way to rise again.
The whispers grew clearer.
More insistent.
More human.
Franca opened her eyes.
The light trembled across her face.
“It’s all right,she murmured, her voice steady in a way that didn’t belong to this world.
“I can hear every one of you.And the house, satisfied at last, exhaled around her."
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*This character is available for those who wish to include her in their projects. Information regarding her acquisition can be found through my usual platforms. <3
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------!!
Programs & Materials:
-DAZ3D,
-Photoshop, Adobe Substance 3D Painter
-Wacom Intous Pro
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I hope that like it!
Thanks so much for see me! ^.^
XoXO
Some insisted she had always been there, sitting by the window as if the light itself had chosen her.
Others swore she appeared one morning without luggage, without explanation, carrying that strange vintage aura that didn’t belong to any particular decade.
The house accepted her instantly.
The walls, with their old wood and quiet dust, seemed to recognize her.
And she… she moved through the corridors as if she were listening to something the rest of them couldn’t hear.
They said she spoke to the lambs.
Not real lambs.
The voices.
Soft murmurs rising from the floorboards, from the seams of the walls, from the places where the house had learned to hide its memories.
Whispers that sounded childlike, gentle, almost sweet…
yet carried an undertone that made the air feel colder.
Franca never feared them.
If anything, she listened with unsettling calm, as though she understood a forgotten language.
Sometimes she sat in the ornate chair, perfectly still, hands resting lightly on her lap.
The sepia light wrapped around her, and the voices grew louder, as if the house breathed through her.
That was when the shadow appeared.
A shape beneath the chair.
Unmoving.
Wrongly quiet.
A body that didn’t belong to the living anymore, lying just out of sight, as though the darkness had decided to keep it.
Franca didn’t flinch.
She didn’t scream.
She didn’t even look down.
Because she already knew.
She knew the house didn’t speak without purpose.
She knew the lambs didn’t whisper to just anyone.
And she knew that the silent figure beneath her chair wasn’t a threat.
It was a message.
A reminder that the house never forgave being ignored.
That every secret eventually demanded a witness.
That everything buried finds a way to rise again.
The whispers grew clearer.
More insistent.
More human.
Franca opened her eyes.
The light trembled across her face.
“It’s all right,she murmured, her voice steady in a way that didn’t belong to this world.
“I can hear every one of you.And the house, satisfied at last, exhaled around her."
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
*This character is available for those who wish to include her in their projects. Information regarding her acquisition can be found through my usual platforms. <3
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------!!
Programs & Materials:
-DAZ3D,
-Photoshop, Adobe Substance 3D Painter
-Wacom Intous Pro
---
I hope that like it!
Thanks so much for see me! ^.^
XoXO
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