Strings. Thin strings. Covering the walls. The ceiling. Matthias' body hung in the dim light of all the strings wrapped around tightly for his ankles and wrists even his torso. Then he spotted it. That smile. It was Louis. All Louis. He woke up from the nightmare, searching for a light.

"Chrysanthemums and carnations. Would you like one? You could give it to someone special." He carefully held out a single flower.

"I suppose it is a special day today. Florian gave me flowers.....they smell lovely."

Sitting outside while it pours down rain. It felt cold. Wet. Yet there was a sense of feeling that was all he desired.

He's gently blowing bubbles on a rooftop. How did he get up here? How will he get down?

❃Matthias Czernin❃ <Puppeteer> The boy who F E L L Puppet: Louis RP account Fandom: IDV {Identity V} Mun is 21+ Minors pls do not interact Topics 18+