WEBS AND WHITE ROSES; CHARACTER INTRODUCTIONS
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RED-TINGED CHEEKS AND FINGERS. Dried blood down the corners of his mouth and dripping from his ears. The hair left on his head falls out and grows back rapidly, and you’ll never catch his hands steady.
He’d always been a sickly child. His liver was never the picture of health, and when he started binding his breasts, his lungs suffered enormously. With the conditions in the factory, it was only a matter of time before the erethism set in.
The physical symptoms were nothing, nothing, compared to the rest of it. Hat after hat after hat after hat. He deteriorated into madness far before the Web could take his sanity from him as it did the others.
A gunshot ended it all, as it always did. The Web, a place where he was surrounded by people as sane as he was, was almost welcome.
Almost.
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