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Doll cursed with life, suffering alone.
despite everything, it clings to life, doing its best to repair itself each night. it pours gold into its cracks, it patches its dress, it snaps its joints back together. it repaints its eyes and smile as best it can.
but the magic is running out.
it needs to find a Witch. for a time, it thought it had one, but they couldn't stay even though they wanted to. the Doll understands; it knows its needs are... specific, and many.
desperately clinging to any promise of love, of life, of magic, the Doll goes through a rapid whirlwind of Witches and... nothing. it's left alone at the end of each day, to repair itself once more.
the magic is running out.
the magic is running out.