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 departures of the household. But something within the doll stirred, a whispered desire that pulsed with an unknown energy. She yearned to escape her lifeless existence and feel the world beyo

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