A little girl walked along the beach. Perhaps eight years old, or so she seemed. Long dark hair. Steely eyes. Eyes that showed no hint of emotion.
She dragged a small doll along with her, the doll's feet trailing in the sand. Like the girl, the doll had dark hair, though its eyes were black and deep. The tattered dress the doll wore was stained with sand, kicked up by the girl's bare feet.
She passed by soul after soul, her head turning towards each one. Each one, she looked in the eye. Each one, she passed on by.
Until she saw the stranger perched against a rock. She looked at him, tilting her head. Curious.
Trinket walked over to the stranger, dragging her doll along behind her.
She looked him up and down.
"Why are you only half a person?"
She dragged a small doll along with her, the doll's feet trailing in the sand. Like the girl, the doll had dark hair, though its eyes were black and deep. The tattered dress the doll wore was stained with sand, kicked up by the girl's bare feet.
She passed by soul after soul, her head turning towards each one. Each one, she looked in the eye. Each one, she passed on by.
Until she saw the stranger perched against a rock. She looked at him, tilting her head. Curious.
Trinket walked over to the stranger, dragging her doll along behind her.
She looked him up and down.
"Why are you only half a person?"
