THE CRYSTAL FUNHOUSE WAS STRANGE, at least in some ways. how it works, for one, where feet step upon a tile and the sound of their very soul resounds for all to hear. perhaps that was what captures his attention when it comes to one woman in particular, her steps sounding out and, yet, it only humming along to one, singular soul and not the choir of others that seem to loom around her.
he steps forward, his own tune lingering strangely in the air, as he comes to a stop with a curious tilt of his head her way.
❝ Pardon for the approach. Though I must wonder: why is it that your own soul sounds out with each step, but those which linger about you remain silent in it? I can surely see they are here, and yet... could it be they are false? ❞
@corpsebell
