

There it is, coming into focus, a JC Penny's mannequin positioned at the window front of a shopping mall district. Look beyond the object, beyond the fabric zoom pass the crystalline glass wall, and suddenly, the true image of my purple prose takes shape. blossoming from a thing of tertiary value.īut this is not Violet Evergarden I'm describing. The rays of light trails over the delicate frame of the figure.

It shimmers ever so slightly, creating prisms of color in the endless shuffle. The soft glow of light dancing on the surface of the sheet of glass serving as its imprisonment. The figure stands there without concern for the wondering gaze of any passersby, a translucent wall erected between it and the endless faces. Porcelain skin adorned with silk, the material complements the complexion. Moved by the notion, Violet begins work as an Auto Memory Doll, a trade that will take her on an adventure, one that will reshape the lives of her clients and hopefully lead to self-discovery.There it is, a body on display, delicate fabric hugging its frame as if a part of its existence from the very beginning. There, she witnesses by pure chance the work of an "Auto Memory Doll," amanuenses that transcribe people's thoughts and feelings into words on paper.

Recovering from her wounds, Violet starts a new life working at CH Postal Services after a falling out with her new intended guardian family. Hospitalized and maimed in a bloody skirmish during the War's final leg, she was left with only words from the person she held dearest, but with no understanding of their meaning. Caught up in the bloodshed was Violet Evergarden, a young girl raised for the sole purpose of decimating enemy lines. The Great War finally came to an end after four long years of conflict fractured in two, the continent of Telesis slowly began to flourish once again.
