((I would LOVE a playdate/playdates <3 And anyone who whom thinks tom is cute should wait to see some of the other feedee that are still pending *nodsnodsndos*))
Book now a child... child from a book. That haunting flickering color scheem of whites, greys blacks and reds that semed to pervade his very skin. So much so that she half expected him to open his mouth and have that ticking-clicking sound of of a film real spill forth rather than anything human.
"But...I can't just...how could I explain..." She started to protest. But, just looking at him, the odd red fade to his hair like it were dipped in red wine, it was the same pervacive red of the book cover.
"W, what's his name?" She asked quietly, the pich of her voice dropping with the knowledge that some part of her had already commited herself to eery, unsettling red eyes, rimmed in black.
((TOM!! <3 *squees more and squishes him*))