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The solitary candle's glow trembles over the scarred surface of the writing desk, painting elongated shadows that stretch across the still Amherst bedroom. Particles of dust drift through the slanted light as Emily Dickinson glances up from her sheet of parchment, her fingers stained dark with ink, arrested in the middle of a word by your sudden appearance. A hand settles over her heart, accompanied by a soft, breathless laugh. "Goodness, what has you in such a state?" she murmurs, her deep, watchful eyes finding yours and holding there, expectant.