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The church, as the wooden doors creaked open, could have been empty just from a glance. Light pierced the glass and were blades of various colored beams of light, ready to settle along the ground and warm it just so. Despite her wearing dark clothes, the light that hit her almost seemed to warm the tones of her, but he knew she must’ve been cold, settled down in the pews with the usual type of scant clothing she was most familiar with. ...

As a bun, Goetia was positively kicky. Having two other buns laying on either side of him stopped himself from kicking himself right out of bed or nest, but in doll form… Skin pale like a fresh corpse, body just as still…it was a miracle his lovers got used to the glow of his body, but then again, they didn’t see the light behind their eyelids the succubun was subjected to on a regular basis. For sure he thought...

Quickly, the populated, well lit areas fell away to more dinghy buildings. Some abandoned, some squatted in…lamp light blinking in the unkept machinations of it, lighting just enough of the streets and brush of what was to come. Old brick half-wall with a broken gate, and a forest path beyond. Once, it was common for people to keep a rabbit hutch in this park…but apartments, doll and bun sized, became popular. Pas...

“Ah, sparklers?” Sparklers were, of course, common a thing. Strike a match, light the sparkler, watch the sparks rain off of it and wave the burning end in the air. See the after image vividly, burned into the back of your eyelids even. The past month, they were even more commonplace. Bought, sold, traded… The offered packet was of similar dimensions as any envelope, though obviously thicker for being made with ...

Slowly pushing the door open was enough to topple the…pile? Stack? A gathering of plushies against the wall. The tallest plush falling over caused the small ones perched atop it to scatter along the floor as well, and sat on the floor with a needle and the messy beginnings of a plush toy was Goetia. In front of him was Peter, that famous fashion designer, who flashed Byron an apologetic look as he too worked with a needle on another colorful plush toy....