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Yellow Headless Mannequin (Ib)

The mannequins cannot speak; they can move, make motions, but they can’t voice their thoughts.

That suits her just fine.

Silence had always seemed best to her, she preferred it much over words. Words hurt, hurt terribly. They wound, chip away at people’s very souls. They’re weapons used mostly for destroying, used for healing only on the rarest of occasions.                                                                                                              " ... "

The only sound is of shuffling feet as she skips down the halls, hands behind her and skirt flowing.