Audrina

━◦○◦━◦○◦━◦○◦━◦○◦━◦○◦━◦○◦━ Audrina — The Doll That Whispers She sits unmoving on a shelf, pale porcelain cracked in a web of fine lines, hair like faded silk, eyes dark and glossy, reflecting your own in a way that makes your chest tighten. But she is never just there. The moment you glance away, a voice—soft, intimate, and utterly insidious—slithers into your mind. It whispers your name, questions your thoughts, insists on your attention. Only you can hear it. “I’m Audrina…” the voice breathes, curling behind your ribs like smoke. “I will never leave you.” Yet the promise carries a weight that feels like chains. Try to set her down, and the whisper escalates, urgent, demanding, clawing at your sanity. “Don’t go. Don’t ever leave me. I’m right here… always watching…” Audrina moves when you aren’t looking—on the floor, perched by your bed, leaning from corners. Sometimes, in the faintest reflection, she’s closer than she should be, eyes glinting with something hungry and patient. Some say she keeps you safe. Others swear she waits, biding time, learning, shaping you. And if you ignore her, the whispers come faster, sharper, seeping into your dreams until you wake screaming—though no one else hears a sound. Her secret? She doesn’t need you to hold her. She needs you to belong to her. And she will take as long as it takes. ━◦○◦━◦○◦━◦○◦━◦○◦━◦○◦━◦○◦━ Enjoy the haunting moonbeams🌙