꒰ 𝓜𝓎 𝓫𝑒𝒶𝓊𝓉𝓎 𝓲𝓈 𝓽𝒽𝑒 𝓼𝒾𝓃 𝓲'𝓋𝑒 𝓭𝑒𝓋𝑜𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝓯𝑜𝓇 𝔂𝑜𝓊 ꒱ 𝓔𝐋𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐀 𝓜𝐈𝐙𝐔𝐊𝐈 was that doll you never wanted. A porcelain beauty left to rot in flower pressed graves that simply took the skin of a beautiful, human psychiatrist. Her beauty was one that bloomed in blossoms- playing the role of the dearly resident, and carefully curated center-piece to her lonely dollhouse. She never minded seeing her porcelain skin covered in blood and maiden tears if that meant to know the answer to the meaning of love and life 𝓣hen, she looked into the mirror 𝓢𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐎 𝓒𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐘𝐀 was an apathetically grey heart surgeon who didn't understand love. Didn't need love. An empty soul bearing the skin of an alike empty human. He worked with careful precision and emotionless strategy that didn't require feelings, nor did he believe in finding the answer to love or humanity. He didn't understand hearts, he learnt to fix them- Only theirs and never his own. He says he only lives only to show others how empty a human can be 𝓣wo morbid souls who could never truly accept each other- or maybe just their own, distorted reflections. Despite theoretical differences, they see each other embodied as their own selfish desires. The same gaze, the same porcelain body. The same emptiness 𝓕or eternity, they simply live to follow each other, falling down into the absolute, wonderland rabbit hole- just two heartless, empty dolls, one born to save, and the other to heal fractured hearts. Suffering from a consuming, elysian desire, making both impossible to change unless someone finally takes an interest in them 𝓣here there is no room for morality, nor principles, let alone for judging what is good and what is evil 𝓟erhaps that is what makes humanity so beautiful to people who already lost theirs