#╰ ✧ . * D. BENEVIENTO. / belladonna of sadness : a nowhere girl.

[embodies]

hands are never idle even if the mind rests. as donna listens attentively to the lady's spiel ( for alcina certainly compensates for the dollmaker's lack of words by filling the void with her own ) her fingertips enact a gentle dance through the air, watching through veiled countenance as the porcelain counterpart responds in tandem. angie is, by all accounts, an extension of herself but to any would - be beholders she functions as fluidly as if she were separately animate. the tittering giggles of the doll are stifled by a digit coming up to where ( one would imagine ) donna's mouth sits prim and proper behind the black fabric, diaphanous and hushing. no audible shhh is uttered but still the doll obediently quietens, an apologetic bow of the ventriloquist's head toward the countess encouraging her to continue her rant. it is better if these thoughts are vented in safe company, rather than risk provoking the godly wrath of heisenberg ( or worse, miranda ) later. occhio non vede, cuore non duole. what the eye doesn't see, the heart doesn't feel. angie pipes up, shrill voice a knife in the otherwise dulcet air. the artificial gaze of the plaything is piercing, but certainly nothing lady dimitrescu hasn't dealt with before.

❛ —my mistake ! you were saying . . . ? ❜

@vale-decem. for lady dimitrescu. ♡