Etched along the shaft: “Visage, I love you” in a barely-visible script that only reveals itself when held to the light.
Visage, I love you too.
“Visage… I love you…”
I tried every lock in that house. The armoire where the music box slept. The basement door that breathed. The little silver box beneath my mother’s wedding portrait. Nothing turned. visage i love you key