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A reminder. These dolls and witch are, for the most part, silhouettes. Outlines to be played by whatever actors the reader's heart desires. Some are human. Some are not. Some are porcelain, others plastic, sometimes made of metal, even wood, sometimes they are just plush.

A doll plateauing. This is as high as it will go. Even if it does its very best, it won't go any higher than where it is now. It looks down at its hands. And manages a smile. Maybe a brave attempt at quieting its hopelessness.

A doll having written another 365 stories. In fact, it's written 380 by this point! Today makes 381. ... The anniversary of when this endeavour started came and went without it realizing it. ...

The doll wakes from its slumber. And it goes to prepare its witch a cup of tea. She's been struggling of late. Not writing a story everyday like she used to. It's worried for her. But it doesn't know what it can do outside of... Just being there for her.

"From nothing, I mold life." The doll looks to its witch. She's sitting at her computer, staring at a blank page! Oh! T he doll knows exactly what she's doing! And it doesn't interrupt! It acts as if everything were normal!

A doll that hugs another doll! The doll doesn't hug back! it's entirely focused on not spilling the tea it was pouring! this was a rather poorly timed hug!

A witch and a doll. And the witch, he... He hugs his doll tightly. The doll asks what's wrong! He just... closes his eyes and hugs it tighter. And the doll returns the embrace. Brushing out his hair with a hand. Rubbing his back with the other.

A doll that raises its glass to the bartender. "Cheers, mate." The bartender nods and responds, continuing to clean a used glass. "Cheers." The doll nods and knocks back the drink. Its witch notices, raises her glass, and knocks back her drink as well.

A doll scrolling through Reddit - And its witch snatches away its phone! The doll just looks at its hands. A little shocked. Then its hands fall. It takes a deep breath. And sighs. Its witch tries to give it back its phone. But it doesn't take the phone from her hands.

A witch curled up into a ball. Huddled beneath blankets. His doll knocks on his door. He instructs it to enter. And so it does, a pair of cups in hand. The witch sits up in bed, still holding his blankets close around him. The doll trips -

A doll. It draws aimless lines across a page. Aimless defiance against blank page syndrome. But, in spite of everything, it has made a mark. Like its witch, when she first learned to use magic.

"Your name... Will be... Elina." The doll, Elina, looked up at the witch with empty eyes. The witch, Xerxes, fidgeted nervously. Elina cocked its head. Xerxes sagged their shoulders and sighed.

A sleepy dolly! It already tried getting out of bed! Got up, got dressed, got food and water, got exercise, the works! But it couldn't stay awake. The moment it sat down at its desk, it couldn't help but lay its head down.

A witch that dreamt that they were writing a story. It's not the first time this has happened. And, just like last time, upon waking, they remembered none of it. It's... Somewhat frustrating. Knowing that, in the dream, they were excited to share the story with others.