The Call of the Doll
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Complete, First published May 31, 2014
A song rises from a forgotten underground. Two Manikin Engineers are sent to investigate and find the Doll responsible before the call lure innocent bystanders. 

The first of my concept Steampunk short stories, The Call Of The Doll is an introduction to the life of the Dolls and the Manikin Engineers. 

Created over 50yrs ago by an engineering genius, the original Dolls are a race of mechanical humanoids that  can often be mistaken for humans. After creating over a hundred of them, their Creator died mysteriously, leaving his secrets to two apprentices who disappeared quickly thereafter. With the science behind creating living Dolls lost, a group of engineers created the Manikin guild with the mandate to find, repair and study the original Dolls hoping it would lead to discovering their secret. 

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