Too late? Or too early?

She climbed back through the old window frame at the broken part of the mansion, not quite knowing the time.

Was it too late? Or too early?

There was that hour between two and four in the morning that one could never be sure if it was still today or if it has become tomorrow...

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An ink illustration of an original character.

She usually dress very primly, but there are times that she could not resist the truth in her nature.

She is a bit of a rebel, a punk at heart :>

This night, she put on her comfortable shirt and favourite pair of jeans (though she kept one of her gloves on)

Then, she sneaked out of her place, even though she was forbidden to do so and she stayed out all night, to return only at the brink of dawn : D

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Inked with Pentel gel pen 07 on standard printing paper~