INSANITY
[inˈsanədē]
NOUN
~ the state of being seriously mentally ill; madness.
"he suffered from bouts of insanity"
~ extreme foolishness or irrationality.
"it might be pure insanity to take this loan"
What happens when you put a doll collector, s...
It started as a normal day, everything was fine. Rose went about her day, cleaning, gardening, and making her meal for tea time. When tea time approached she got ready. Fixing her dress the way the doll maker liked it, she grabbed her tray from the passing dolls and went into the line, following the others, like yesterday, and the day before.
She followed the other girl and put her tray in the usual spot, when she got back into line, she kept her head forward. Not daring to look at the person who intruded into her room while she was asleep. He strutted into the room, staring at the pastel colored girl.
Once he sat down the roll call started. The girls called out names one by one. Something felt different about it, almost like something was missing. She looked up to see the doll maker staring at her again.
She was frozen, but she managed to smile.
"Rose." She bowed and called out.
"Here." but this time there was a hint of fear in her voice. The doll masters face fell once again, like it did every day, for some reason he'd always get mad before we could finish the rollcall.
"You are dismissed." He waved the girls away. "Don't bother to open your trays." The girls filed out of the room. "Rose." He called out. She stopped in her tracks causing the girl behind her to bump into her and fall down. While falling the girl had scuffed roses shoe, when rose looked down she was terrified.
When she looked back up at the dollmaker she almost cried on the spot. There was fury in his eyes. He looked to the tall men at the doors. At the snap of his fingers the room cleared. There was no one there but rose, the girl who fell and the dollmaker, the doors shut louldy causing rose to squeeze her eyes together.
There were about three sets of footsteps. When she opened the again the dollmaker was in front of her. leaning down to level with her face. Having him so close to her, she felt as if she was going to die.
"Take her away." He spit out. Rose let out a tear. She didn't want to die any time soon. She felt something on her face. When she opened her eyes the dollmaker was still there, using a hankercheif to wipe away her tear. looking around she notice that the other girl was being carried away by the two men. She cried out, asking for forgivness.
"Anyone who hurts my darling can't be in the favor of the dollmaker." He said laughing, as he straighten out his posture. He looked down at roses shoes.
"Tsk tsk." He shook his head. Rose looked at him in bewilderment. "We're gonna have to get you new shoes. I'll have them set in your new room." He snapped again and the door opened. "Laney will lead you out there. You know Laney, she was friends with that troublesome friend of yours." As laney locked an arm around rose, leading her in the hallways, rose couldn't stop thinking about what he had said.
'was'
"did you see luna yesterday, I sent her out of my room, I kind of feel bad." Laney shrugged, and opened the door to a big room, lavashly decorated with pink, silky fabric.
"What's all this for?"
"stop questioning everything, you won't like the answers." She shut the door and left, leaving rose in the big room all alone again.
"I have to find Luna, she'd love this." Rose clapped extensivly. before heading out.
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