Shadows House : 𝙽𝚎𝚠𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝙳𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛

Chap 1 : 𝐿𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐷𝑜𝑙𝑙

The sound of bell ring across the manor, awakening the life within it. Oh what a great morn-evermind there's not a single window down here.

[ Thud! ]

A girl yelped softly before opening the lid of her coffin-like green box bed. She gently touch her forehead that hit the box lid. She open her eyes again and look around. Currently sitting in her room. Just a simple.. small room with a wooden table, a chair and a mirror including a sink. Just like other living dolls have.

She swing her feet to the side and slip them into her shoes. Eventually, she stand up and take a change of clothes, wash her face and brush her hair. She roll her bangs using the end of the comb and release it gently. She place the comb back onto the drawer, finishing her look.

According to the picture of a beautiful looking shadow mistress, she's done. She grab a lantern and start walking into the cramp hallway towards the shadow mistress's room up ahead. The doll sigh out of nervousness while continue walking.

Soon, she stopped upon a steel door. She hardly pull it with her strength and manage to get in before closing it back. Staring at the lever, a classic phrase pass by the mind, 'Curiosity kills the cat' they say. And so she pull the lever.

[ V R O O M ]

A gush of wind blow into the room like tornado as the doll lose balance resulting to her body falling down. The doll quickly hold onto the handle tightly. She couldn't even get to react to it fast enough herself.

She waddle out of the room with her lantern and sigh deeply. Goodness that scares her entire day yet. She looks up to the last door like wall and place her lantern in a hole in the wall. Gently, she pushes the wall around.

With a small creak, she peek into the room after the wall. Silence. Dark. Eerie. All that she can tell. Yet she hears the sound of soft breathing. Creepy.

She walk over to the curtains with her footsteps the only one echoing in the room. Gently, she grabbed the curtains and slide it open as the ray of sunshine entered the room, lighting it up. It is her first day being her servant.

The doll who just turned around and almost gasp out of shock stare at her newly awaken mistress calmly before sighing. The mistress's hand rubbing her eyes.

The doll backs up to grab the broom without looking. In the process, she accidentally slapped a case off it's place on the shelf. She quickly catch a falling vase in time without the water spilled out neither did the flowers.

She sighs in relief before placing it back down. The mistress watch silently and her soot stopped immediately. She get up and take off the nightcap from the head.

The pitch dark hair befalls her back to her shoulder level. She made her way to the bathroom without tripping for being half-awake. She successfully arrive and close the door. The doll pick up the nightcap and place on it the table.

The doll hum a soft tune silently just for her to hear as she start changing the bed sheet of her mistress. It's a dirty place even for her to sleep on. She knew she'll never sleep on such place though. She's just a living doll. Serving her mistress and the shadow family is her priority.

After a while, the mistress return. The doll turn her head to her elegant looking noble lady who's not like earlier. Creepy. She stare at her in awe. Her brown dress hang onto her slim figure without being tight. The white corset exposing her skinny figure. Black cape covering her lower back and sides.

The mistress look at the living doll, making an eye contact before both of them quickly look away. The doll grips her broom, the shadow clench her hands. Both of them continues their routine without a word.

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The doll cleans the window efficiently, making sure it's shining like new. As soon as she looks up, she notice small and fragile white flakes falling down. Snow. She notice it and abandon her cleaning for a quick moment.

Due to a quick realization, she wipe her hands on her apron and rush to the campfire. She grab the matches and lit one of them up, throwing it into the campfire that's filled with some firewoods and logs. She grabs a blanket and turn to her mistress.

The mistress sit in silence while reading a book. Her slim fingers pointing where she's reading. The doll grips the blanket tight. Deep inside, she wants to see her mistress read the book within the warmth of the blanket. She doesn't know whether her mistress actually need it or not. In the end, she left the blanket back in place.

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The sound of knocking filled the room. The doll stopped from cleaning the floor and walk to the door, opening it. A veiled doll holding a tray hand it over which the doll takes and bow a bit. She close the door once more.

The doll walk towards the table and gently place down the tray of breakfast. She walk towards the cabinet, grabbing a teapot to make her mistress some tea to enjoy with the food.

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The day continues in pure silence once again. These two sure ain't social at all. If just one it's fine but both? What a disaster.

The doll keep glancing at her mistress who's reading a book since before and after she ate. She could even imagine if her mistress had another set of arms, she would be eating while reading a book. Alright that's kind of scary.

The mistress sigh and close her book. She look out the window, zoning out. This action caught the doll's attention aswell. Both of them look out the window, enjoying the weather. Something that come once a year. Looking fragile and gentle to be touched. Why am I making poems I don't know myself. Ok I'll stop-

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The doll preparing her mistress's bed in pure silence. AGAIN. The shadow mistress fit her hair properly into the nightcap and yawned. Sure is a tiring day. She's tired using her brain to read all day ok. She walk over to the bed and sit on it, laying her back down. What a heaven it is for her body to finally get rest.

The doll watch as she close her eyes and left. She walk down the stairs and after the soot removing room. It's indeed tiring for her too. Her energy are running low. It's time for her to find a good slumber herself.

Changed into her sleeping clothes, she take off her shoes and socks while sitting on her casket. She stare at the notes which she just notice now. Reading them for a while before going to sleep. She must study and learn more to serve Mistress Harley better for the next days.

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Pleasure, everyone,
Sorry for the chapters keep being rewritten as for I... Am very picky about this 🥲 however I may confirm this is the final one and the next chapter will be chapter 2 and not another rewritten chapter one. Thank you for supporting me all this way

Have a great year ^^
-AN