Fou'd travel, soon finding An antique porcelain doll with a perfectly round, vacant face is propped up on a peeling wooden chair in the middle of a sun-bleached field. It holds a single red balloon tied to its wrist with a piece of faded twine. The balloon bobs gently in a breeze that doesn't rustle the tall, dry grass around the chair. Its shadow, long and distorted, stretches across the ground and points toward a lonely, rusted swing set in the distance.
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24/08/2025
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24/08/2025