Mary
['Welcome to her world, covered in sadness.' 'A painting that wanted to have freedom.' 'He loved and at the same time hated his creator, whom he called 'father', Guertena. Since her death, Mary, her last creation, and her other paintings, have created a hatred for Guertena for having forgotten them inside.' "Why can't we go outside too? The world he came from..." "Father...why did you abandon your paintings and walk away? You'll leave us here forever.. .and never come again?" "Why...? We... will never forgive. We will never forgive..." 'The paintings never knew about Guertena's death, and since her disappearance, they have imprisoned people in their Gallery....' "If we can't go outside... let's bring the real world in here."]
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Você não pode parar ou voltar no tempo, Você não pode esperar que tudo fique como era, Mas você pode construir novas e boas lembrança...
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