Curse of a Broken World/Self
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Living Dolls, beings created from magic science who were built to be emotionless living "dolls" with no will of their own and made only to serve as tools and servants. They were never supposed to become sentient beings and a race of their own, those who are have become known as glitches, abnormalities, beings not meant to exist and that must be killed and destroyed. That is world that the Living Doll known as Alune lives in, with her creator Aisling having disappeared and her guardian and only friend Aodhán dead. She now travels alone in search for answers and the true reason for her existence, a journey which may reveal a never-ending curse that was casted upon the entire world and herself.
Note: This a story I will be telling mainly through poetry and the current cover is just a temp till I finish the one I've currently been slowly working on even though I did add the title and such to this one. Also, things might change and such because I'm still working on the story and trying to make sure it all makes sense and flows well and all that. Even poetry needs to be proofread
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