It was no more than a puppet or doll, its usefulness limited by its own powers and affinities. It cared not, because all that mattered was the approval of that one man, the one who gave him pleasure when it was good and punished it when it was bad. It struggled to please him, but soon there was nothing but pain and betrayal, no matter what it did.
And then it met a frail girl, all in white.
And a Real boy, exactly like him, but scared of the Dark.
And another boy, with eyes as blue as the summer skies and a Heart stronger than anything it had ever seen.
Toys could break... but only beings with Hearts could hate.
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Date: 2007-06-03 06:39 am (UTC)And then it met a frail girl, all in white.
And a Real boy, exactly like him, but scared of the Dark.
And another boy, with eyes as blue as the summer skies and a Heart stronger than anything it had ever seen.
Toys could break... but only beings with Hearts could hate.