The antique porcelain doll sat on the shelf, her painted gaze fixed on an unseen point. For years, she had been a passive observer, witnessing the comings and exits of the household. But something within the doll stirred, a dormant desire that pulsed with an unknown power. She yearned to break her rigid existence and taste the world beyond her porc… Read More

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