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I have created my first lifesized doll. He is a beautiful creation. Dusty blonde hair and flawless skin. He is perfect... Almost. There was a problem in creating his eyes. They are glass blue and my cat took it from the table. The stupid creature. It choked upon it, but not before completly distroying it. He will have to go without an eye for the moment. I find myself staring at his quiet beauty. How hypnotizing the nonborns are. And he shall be the first to walk amoung us... eye to eye.
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They mock my creation. He is more beautiful then any of them. His intelegence is uncerpassed...if I could only get him to move. My small creations have all been helping me to get him to move his own limbs, but his souless eyes stare blankly on. No one believes that I can get him to move... but God so help me... I will make my creation walk.
"No... Stop.. What are you doing!?" The old man cried out in pain as the nonborn advanced, a pair of scissors in his hand. The old man had been trying to teach him how to used them properly, when the over whelming desire to draw his blood washed over him. He had stabbed him many times as the old man tried to fight with him. The old man, knowing that it would probably distroy his creation tossed a bucket of water. Everything slowed to him and the old man was able to seal him away in a cage far in a cave. The nonborn raised his hands to the magical gates, trying to push them open. The old man, tired and bleeding, placed a spell upon the cave. Those who came could leave freely... However, his creation would not be able to leave until he found someone who was able to give him the emotion he lacked.
 PrimoLevi · Thu Dec 18, 2008 @ 04:48am · 1 Comments |
