The Dollhouse
I wasn't looking for anything.
I was simply wandering.
I do that.
Let my feet lead me to places that call from a frequency I've yet to name.
It wasn't much.
An instinct.
A pull.
Une mélodie.
Something tied to me, drawing me closer.
A siren song on the wind.
My pace quickened, as though every sinew holding me together had suddenly remembered the lyric…
