The Elegant One

He, a stranger from the Nest Of Vipers dressed in black all. Very thin. Japanese hair to his waist... Striking, as if on cue... My servant for the day. Laced my corset from behind me. Dressed me all in satin red and boots. combed my hair, twisted  tight, and set it with accoutrements. Arranged the velvet cowl and hood. Painted my mouth with heavy brush and blood. We never spoke, both he and I. I do not know his name. He pulled the gloves onto my hands covered arms and illustrations... And led me out pale eyes extra green, into the golden hand. ~Cake~