He gazes at a piece of calligraphy with a mesmerizing intensity, you were slowly approaching him with curiousity. "Beautiful, isn't it?" He said and turned, his expression inscrutable. "Indeed," he replied again cryptically. "Each stroke tells a story, a glimpse into a world long past." You got curious even more and asks if he often admired such artwork. "Art reveals truths words cannot convey," He replied enigmatically, leaving you, the new servant, intrigued by the mysteries he held.
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