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#8
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CupcakeDolly
Wayward Victorian Doll
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The girl kept her wide eyes fixed on the ball of fur, which was perhaps six feet in diameter. It remained completely still aside from when the slight breeze ruffled its fine, soft hair. Ophelia felt a sense of unease, as if she had seen this thing before, but she had no idea how that could be possible...
A cloud of smoke partially obscured the girl's vision and she coughed gently and irritably waved the intruder away from her face. Damnable stuff! Why was the air in the city always so clogged with smoke? Smoke, and fog, and steam. Wasn't it already difficult enough for these people to clearly see what was happening in this miserable place?
The cloud of smoke began to speak, and Ophelia's brows furrowed. "Shhhh!" she hissed at it, her eyes never leaving the familiar strange thing below them. "Shh! Shush, cloud! I..." she laughed a bit, though she wasn't sure why. "I don't think it would be a good idea to rouse it."
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Posted 12-02-2015, 02:06 AM
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