DOLL BOY

All is in the title I think. He is a boy, he looks like a doll. Do you want to play with him?
If yes, he will whisper in your ear: "If you play with me, you play with fire..."

Many Thanks to my dear friend for writting this short story inspired by Doll Boy.

The MannequinThe sound of bitter weeping filled the shop, the windows
dusty and covered in grim due to lack of cleaning. Tools both large and meant
for heavy labor and small for much more delicate tasks littered the tables and
benches. In a chair worn and creaking with age sat a man, a man who had just lost
everything or at least everything that mattered. His son his beautiful Wilhelm
was dead, and all because of his looks.

Bill was tall, taller than anyone in the village standing at
a loft six foot two, with a narrow frame and thin delicate bones. His skin was
the color of porcelain, and his hair black as night. His eyes where a deep
amber color

Wacom Bamboo Pen & Touch - Corel Painter - PSE
BJD doll reference used.


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