halloween doll
Read this slowly. Let the words arrive before you decide what they mean.
one night a year everybody else finally admits dressing up is fun. #
Halloween. I did something vaguely doll-like because Yuri called me Bambolina while I was deciding what to wear and unfortunately that gave me an idea. Blonde hair, pale face, blue around the eyes, sweet enough to look suspicious. Music later was significantly less delicate.
Erick said I looked terrifying.
I said thank you.
He said it wasn’t a compliment.
Too late.
Remember me, Eclipse.
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.