syncintohell: (Held in my arms)

Re: THE PUPPET THEATER

[personal profile] syncintohell 2019-01-05 10:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The notes resound through the auditorium ]
syncintohell: (that had been constructed)

Re: THE PUPPET THEATER

[personal profile] syncintohell 2019-01-05 10:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[ If it is a hallucination, it is one so fine it is indistinguishable from reality. The sound is rich, the acoustics exactly what can be accounted for through the design of the theater. ]
syncintohell: (remains)

Re: THE PUPPET THEATER

[personal profile] syncintohell 2019-01-05 10:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He takes his seat at the piano bench ]
syncintohell: (And the memories that had been sealed)

Re: THE PUPPET THEATER

[personal profile] syncintohell 2019-01-05 10:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Soon, the horrors of reality will beset him once more. He will be presented with people who wish harm to those dear to him, he will be presented with situations that cannot be solved with words— no matter how heartfelt and pretty.

But not yet. ]
syncintohell: (we won’t let you slaughter our foolish)

Re: THE PUPPET THEATER

[personal profile] syncintohell 2019-01-05 10:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He finishes, and closes the cover for the keys so the pure white may stay unstained regardless of what violence occurs here.

His head clearer, he cannot excuse staying longer.

He leaves for the center ]