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 They’re haunting - everyone who sees them agrees but as with all pieces of art, some see deeper than others and find true meaning in the eyes that stare out at them. Some feel compelled, to cross the barrier that keeps the statues away from those who visit the Casino and reach out to touch the statue. Sometimes Norma stops them in time, but one or two often evade her vigil and for those, there is always a strong cup of something waiting for them from the kitchen, when the shock fades from their eyes and the tears cease. Sophie will sit them down in a quiet booth and ask them what they’ve seen. They speak of a day in Brussles when the ash poured forth and hundreds died. They speak of a Red Man who laughs and laughs and laughs. They say they saw his face but cannot find the words to describe it, a sense of unease the only thing that remains and distrust of the world where nothing lives but ash and a single living being. They speak of a woman who after some discussion is determined to be Mariana the Immortal, standing in the ruins of Brussels with a pocketwatch hanging from a chain about her wrist. At her feet lie the bodies of the dead, piled high in their hundreds, life sucked from them by the power of the item. \\ They’re haunting - everyone who sees them agrees but as with all pieces of art, some see deeper than others and find true meaning in the eyes that stare out at them. Some feel compelled, to cross the barrier that keeps the statues away from those who visit the Casino and reach out to touch the statue. Sometimes Norma stops them in time, but one or two often evade her vigil and for those, there is always a strong cup of something waiting for them from the kitchen, when the shock fades from their eyes and the tears cease. Sophie will sit them down in a quiet booth and ask them what they’ve seen. They speak of a day in Brussles when the ash poured forth and hundreds died. They speak of a Red Man who laughs and laughs and laughs. They say they saw his face but cannot find the words to describe it, a sense of unease the only thing that remains and distrust of the world where nothing lives but ash and a single living being. They speak of a woman who after some discussion is determined to be Mariana the Immortal, standing in the ruins of Brussels with a pocketwatch hanging from a chain about her wrist. At her feet lie the bodies of the dead, piled high in their hundreds, life sucked from them by the power of the item. \\
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