It was the time of the spooky season again. And under the breath of Halloween moon, the doll house has magically appeared as it came to life. The magic of October moon, the doll house looked as though it had been plucked from the fairy tale old book. It sat at the edge of the old garden. it gleamed softly in the night and it was painted in colors which one might find in the dreams of a child. What might shock in the month of the spooky season was the color of the doll house which was full of rose pink and butter cream. It was not spooky at all. Tiny lanterns hung like fireflies along the porch and they trembled with a faint musical chime when the wind passed. Inside the house though, the doll began to stir.
Throughout the months of the year, they had sat in stillness. They were still perfectly smiling in their painted smile and their little hands folded in still. But under the spell of the October moon, the veil between the seen and unseen had grown and those unseen invisible hand had drawn back a curtain. The porcelain dolls, the porcelain mannequin dolls blinked their eyes and their lashes flutters while blinking.
The tiny teapot on the table gave a merry whistle and the teapot poured itself a fragrant stream of rosehip tea.
The spoon were delighted to be awake and began to spin dance upon their saucers.
Even the clock who had long grown weary of ticking straightened proudly and cleared his old brass throat to sing the hour.
And one of the porcelain mannequins’ dolls whom already sat still perfectly throughout the year opened her eyes. People called her Lizzy although her maker used to name her Elizabeth. Her fingers had trembled. Her cheeks were pink and it was always been pink because of the faintest shade of the rose. Once she regained her consciousness, she took a deep breath. The deep breath had filled her chest and lungs and she could feel the air catching in her chest. Her eyes drinking in the glow of the room she had only ever seen through glass.
The teapot, the dolls and the spoon gathered close with some sparkle on their eyes. “It’s Halloween night!” the teapot had piped. “People will come to the house soon!”
Quickly, the mannequin got up and looked over the window, “Oh!” Lizzy gasped softly, “They are coming here!”
So, when your feet had led you to the dollhouse, you would find the door ajar and soft light spilling across the grass. Once you knocked the door, the doll and the magic will greet you. Will you take some sweets from the doll house, and a blessing for your dreams?
Happy Halloween!
Welcome to the doll house! Any kind of you are welcome. Whether you are human, non-human, aliens, zombie, vampire, werewolf, spirit, ghost, elves, goblins, animals, any kind that can talks are welcome to visit! It's the magic of Halloween, so Lizzy and friends will accept any of you and will never question your presence~! Just don't start any fight or else, you will be kicked from the house and reported to the police!
Throughout the months of the year, they had sat in stillness. They were still perfectly smiling in their painted smile and their little hands folded in still. But under the spell of the October moon, the veil between the seen and unseen had grown and those unseen invisible hand had drawn back a curtain. The porcelain dolls, the porcelain mannequin dolls blinked their eyes and their lashes flutters while blinking.
The tiny teapot on the table gave a merry whistle and the teapot poured itself a fragrant stream of rosehip tea.
The spoon were delighted to be awake and began to spin dance upon their saucers.
Even the clock who had long grown weary of ticking straightened proudly and cleared his old brass throat to sing the hour.
And one of the porcelain mannequins’ dolls whom already sat still perfectly throughout the year opened her eyes. People called her Lizzy although her maker used to name her Elizabeth. Her fingers had trembled. Her cheeks were pink and it was always been pink because of the faintest shade of the rose. Once she regained her consciousness, she took a deep breath. The deep breath had filled her chest and lungs and she could feel the air catching in her chest. Her eyes drinking in the glow of the room she had only ever seen through glass.
The teapot, the dolls and the spoon gathered close with some sparkle on their eyes. “It’s Halloween night!” the teapot had piped. “People will come to the house soon!”
Quickly, the mannequin got up and looked over the window, “Oh!” Lizzy gasped softly, “They are coming here!”
So, when your feet had led you to the dollhouse, you would find the door ajar and soft light spilling across the grass. Once you knocked the door, the doll and the magic will greet you. Will you take some sweets from the doll house, and a blessing for your dreams?
Happy Halloween!
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