The Doll Maker
Prologue
He sat by the candlelight, his fingers nimble against hot porcelain and paintbrushes. Sweat trickled onto his forehead. It was late night now, almost dawn even, but he could not stop working. He must not!
It must be done tonight, before the sun rises…
Its eyes; let them be light blue, just so that they’ll look just like her. Its lips must be small and bright red, just like how a cherry would appear. Didn’t she look just the same? Oh her beauty, he’ll never forget…
As the grandfather clock in the basement tick and the hours came close, he worked harder on the doll. Soon, it’ll be done… Soon!
The last few strokes of his paintbrush come into contact with the doll’s porcelain face, body and limbs. Then, the dress he spent so many days and nights to measure, cut and sew especially for her. He put it on the porcelain doll once the paint dries, and looks at the final product with a happy expression on his face.
It’s done; complete.
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The Doll Maker
Fiksi RemajaWhen Josephine, Alicia and Mary had stumbled upon a porcelain doll in a second-hand shop, they had not known that it could be so dangerous. Neither had they known that it can cause them so much fear, loss and tragic. Their friendship is barely hangi...
