Once Upon A Time...
Once Upon A Time...
there lived a little Gothic Blythe doll,
named Devon of Salem, in a tiny house in the Woods.
Her tricycle was parked outside. Christmas Stockings hung on the fireplace mantel and a few presents were lying at the foot of the decorated Christmas tree. A new doll was already showing her porcelain face. The chandelier in the top of the house lit up the scene, showing the ghostly reflection in the old mirror.
Then something happened...
Strolling the woods the other day, I stumbled upon this little house. As I got nearer, birds stopped whistling and I felt a chill in the air. Around me there was no sign of frost or snow. The little house however, seemed to be frozen in time. Snow and ice covered the entire scene, from the wood rooftop with the little bird's nest on it, to the fireplace, mirror, Christmas tree, presents, and even Devon herself.
Twas an eery scene... Sad... Breathtakingly beautiful though!
Was there magic involved? A spell? Fear?