For 450 - character: Yui
48. Extra
Some people play with dolls. Some put them on the shelf. Some carry their dolls like comfort objects.
She is to be carried. The world turns around her sluggishly, through honey.
She knows there's something going on. Inhuman things around her. Takuto is talking. But she doesn't know what he's saying. Not for a long while. Everything drifts closed. Everything drifts away. Everything might burn away.
Someday. She hopes she can move soon and not dance like a doll.
She feels like she'll drift away and die off.