Once upon a time, there was a doll - a porcelain doll. Her face so pretty yet so sad, her eyes full of emerald tears. She was forgotten - long ago - no one would care for her any longer.. But then, there was a day when a stranger passed by, not human though, but still, a remaining dream of human soul, a shadow that was left behind from vanishing life... The ghostly figure sat next to the doll and started talking to her - needless to say, it was lonely itself.
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The doll was looking at the ghost with lifeless eyes, but her lips were smiling, oh well, they were just painted that way.. The ghost reached out for the doll and took her in it's shadow arms.
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The figure was sinking to the ground, still holding the doll against its chest, when it suddenly started to vanish, leaving the doll all alone. But if you looked closely you could see life growing in the doll's eyes... Slowly she raised her head, looking at the moon.
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