It amazes me at times; those of you who will expect this place to defy it's nature.

[Rather than the smirk that usually accompanies these little speeches, he appears completely blank, slowly plucking at the strings of a violin set across his lap. They sound a bit hollow, lethargic.]Is it so easy to forget that everything in this world is temporary ( Read more... )

[Soon after the journals start going up about missing people, Ciel's up from his bed. Long white nightshirt, eyepatch tied on with a dead knot. He's carrying the PCD in his hand. His steps are even and measured, determination, no hesitation ( Read more... )