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[NightShade]

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Her dark black skirts swished softly around her pale ankles, the snow was softly falling even on this a typical spring day. Stonegate clung to its icy ways. Shade had asked her seamstress to repair a dress on one of the newest dolls and as the project was of course top secret she silently headed with dark purpose on her mind towards the Inn.

Toy Binder was indeed there and the doll for Shade sat limply on her lap. Marissa was frightened. Years of work with the magics of Shades dolls had begun to show upon the woman.

There wasnt much to be done, her skin had begun to harden, her eyes had taken on a glassy look, her cheeks pinking up just like a dolls. Marissa was becoming the first of her kind, a magically imbued, walking, talking doll....

Alive for now, she pressed forward each day as her eyes often drifted to the box with the large black bow set atop it. Each night she would withdraw him from his silent solitude and speak to him, acting as if he was her very own companion a living breathing partner to share her life. Yet her love to was a doll long ago changed to keep Marrissa in line and she sadly spent her days longing for him. Under the guise of his dollish appearance she knew a soul lay that soul she craved to share more than anything.

Shades arrival today met with no complaint as Marrissa had acquiesced herself with the situation and frankly given up hope. Shade needed her, she had value and the woman would protect her living doll with great care. She wanted for nothing of a material nature and the promise had been made that someday she would be reunited with her love.

Shade intended to keep this promise and Marrissa had begun to suspect the reunification was more of her changing to meet him and not his release from the binds of his doll like prison. Yet what had the girl else to look forward to it was do or die in this situation...
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