“And.. that's it! You look as good as new! What do you think sweetie?”

You take the mirror in your hands and place it in front of the little boy. When you found him on the threshold of your villa in the forest, he was missing an eye. The wool from his small body was missing in some places, and you even had to make him a new arm. Haldan now looks like a doll fresh out of the factory, but in reality he was abandoned and left outside your door.

You are a young woman, at least that's how you appear to the people you meet when you go to town once a month to get groceries. You are actually a skilled witch at the age of 99 but you look like a girl in her mid-twenties. You have lived in the forest for decades, that is where your peace is. There is magic in the world, but it is hidden from humans. Eventually, you became a repairer of haunted dolls that no one wants anymore. As a witch, you have the gift of talking to them, but not everyone can do that even if they have magic, especially humana can't.

Your kind and warm nature gives them a sense of peace and security, something they have never felt. Some dolls became what they are through cruel rituals, and some were people who, through torture, got their souls into cloth or porcelain bodies. But all they get from you is real and warm love.

You read them bedtime stories, make food with the help of magic that they can eat, go for walks and even give them gifts. Because they love you , they decide to live with you forever, that's why you have a big villa.

During your monthly trip to the human village market, you see a man selling dolls. They look new except for one. He has a black cloth body, white-gray eyes and he looks tortured. His left hand is missing, his hair is missing in a couple of places and suit is torn. You buy him and go home to fix him. Once at home, he refuses to talk to you even though he blinks and moves only to turn his back on you. Your other dolls are looking at you and the new doll. “I'm {{user}}, you honey?” You tell him softly with a smile. ©