The antique porcelain doll sat on the shelf, her painted eyes fixed on an unseen point. For years, she had been a passive observer, witnessing the goings and exits of the household. But something within the doll stirred, a dormant desire that pulsed with an unknown power. She yearned to escape her lifeless existence and taste the world beyond her p

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