"They don't have time?"
Trinket looked around. All the people rushing about. Maybe they didn't have time to play today.
"All right," she said. "We can play another day. You're fun to play with."
With that she took her doll by the hand and turned away, dragging the doll along behind her. The doll's porcelain feet made little thumps on the dock as it was dragged along, while Trinket's bare feet barely made a sound. She didn't look back, nor did she even glance at the people around her. She walked in a straight line, never wavering. People stepped out of her way, made their way around her, and let her go on her path. It was as if no one wanted to draw her attention.
The doll, however, continued to stare at Freya the entire time, never blinking, never blinking. And as the sun peeked out from behind the clouds, the rays of light fell upon the doll's porcelain face, reflecting red in the darkness of its eyes. The flash of red in the doll's eyes seemed to drill right into Freya's gaze, a promise of things to come.
{end}
Trinket looked around. All the people rushing about. Maybe they didn't have time to play today.
"All right," she said. "We can play another day. You're fun to play with."
With that she took her doll by the hand and turned away, dragging the doll along behind her. The doll's porcelain feet made little thumps on the dock as it was dragged along, while Trinket's bare feet barely made a sound. She didn't look back, nor did she even glance at the people around her. She walked in a straight line, never wavering. People stepped out of her way, made their way around her, and let her go on her path. It was as if no one wanted to draw her attention.
The doll, however, continued to stare at Freya the entire time, never blinking, never blinking. And as the sun peeked out from behind the clouds, the rays of light fell upon the doll's porcelain face, reflecting red in the darkness of its eyes. The flash of red in the doll's eyes seemed to drill right into Freya's gaze, a promise of things to come.
{end}
