The antique porcelain doll sat on the shelf, her painted gaze fixed on an unseen point. For years, she had been a silent observer, witnessing the goings and exits of the household. But something within the doll stirred, a latent desire that pulsed with an unknown energy. She yearned to escape her rigid existence and taste the world beyond her porce

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