Edelweiss

She breathed softly as her blue orbs gazed right to the closed door; sharp, yet they seemed empty.

The room was illuminated by the dim lights, radiating from a number of candles placed randomly on the floor. There was no window; only walls, and a huge door closed tight a few meters from where she was. Red strings were connected onto the ceiling and those strings also which kept her hanged.

She had no idea whether the door was locked or no; or, when was the last time she saw the sky. She has lost the urge to struggle, to release herself from there.
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"Tell me, my Edelweiss. To whom does your heart belong?"

"You."