Alice Coeur

♥ ∮rom here 'til utopia

A single heart, etched into the delicate skin that covered his bone white finger. It was a token, a memory, that brought him back to better days. Days before the sleeplessness ravaged his body, once lithe, turned stiff and heavy under the weight of depressants consumed over several years in suburban squats. 

His eyes rested in purple sockets, emerald and sparkling marking the path down a sharp nose. His lips, like petals, rested softly against his face with a smile that caused the corners of his lips to twitch. His face was framed by soft, snow white hair tapering down to meet his chin.

His arms and thighs were decorated with scars from his days as a sleepwalker.