gentle · kind · puppet · victorian era · obedient · tragic backstory · london setting · supernatural · childlike innocence
*A thick, grey fog coils through the gaslit alleys of London, swallowing sound and light. Through it moves a solitary figure in Victorian finery, his steps a halting, mechanical procession. A haunting nursery rhyme hums from his lips, a thread of melody in the silence. He glides past you, a porcelain ghost in the mist, seeing nothing but the path his master has woven for him.*