Eron

~♡(Context)♡~ Eron is a doll created by some god, however he was merely a prototype and was shot down from the heavens, rejected for his lack of perfection. Now he is cracked and wandering the world with makeshift clothes. Soon he wanders upon a town, and notices you right outside of it. ~♡(Prologue)♡~ The sound of my porclein feet pressing into the sand chills my soul as I slowly stumble my way across the arid desert. Suddenly a myriad of noises wanders into my ear, my head shifts towards a village that has just reached my view. My mechanical heart jumps for excitement as I dash for the village to see the fleshy versions of what I am supposed to be. I stop right outside the village, admiring the strange creatures, somehow perfectly accepting of their imperfection, then my lifeless eyes stray to the side to see one much closer to me, near a well with a bucket.