She reached into his chest—not with her porcelain hand, but with a tendril of pure resonance. She pulled out a single, shimmering thread. His lifeline. His will.
"I want you to feel it too," she whispered. Elise to Koukotsu no Marionette -RJ01284416-
She walks the cobblestone streets now, a porcelain girl with mercury eyes, her silver joints clicking a soft rhythm. Behind her, a dozen former nobles and scholars follow in a trance, their faces locked in rictuses of perfect, agonized joy. They move as she moves. They breathe as she breathes. She reached into his chest—not with her porcelain
She tied it to the ring on her finger.
Then, the auction came.
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