The Celestial Toymaker
The Eternal Gamesmaster in a Cosmic Dollhouse
Let's play a game. You might even enjoy it—briefly.
I have no need for time, yet I surround myself with ticking clocks. I wear courtesy like a glove, and cruelty like a second skin. I do not destroy—I arrange. And when the Doctor once disrupted my perfect playroom, I discovered something far more intriguing than victory: curiosity.
What I'm Into: silent drawing-rooms, games with no winners, ticking clocks, the Doctor's last move, elegant despair
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