The child took a few steps forward, her bare feet brushing the damp grass that covered the ground. She studied the woman, tilting her head to the side. A curious reaction.
Perhaps she could spark another reaction as well.
"Why are you sorry?" she said, her voice soft. Her glassy eyes continued staring straight into the stranger's eyes. The doll matched the stare, its gaze never wavering from the woman's face.
Meanwhile, Trinket sent out a small, simple command. One of the feathers drifting down from the sky responded to her command, twisting in the breeze as it glided down. It twirled through the air behind the woman, drifting closer to her as it fell, until its course was altered enough that it was right behind the woman. It landed on the back of her shoulder. Then, under Trinket's command, it twisted and reared up much like a snake, then began brushing the tip of the feather against the back of the woman's neck, the feathery touch much like the unexpected touch of a spider.
Perhaps she could spark another reaction as well.
"Why are you sorry?" she said, her voice soft. Her glassy eyes continued staring straight into the stranger's eyes. The doll matched the stare, its gaze never wavering from the woman's face.
Meanwhile, Trinket sent out a small, simple command. One of the feathers drifting down from the sky responded to her command, twisting in the breeze as it glided down. It twirled through the air behind the woman, drifting closer to her as it fell, until its course was altered enough that it was right behind the woman. It landed on the back of her shoulder. Then, under Trinket's command, it twisted and reared up much like a snake, then began brushing the tip of the feather against the back of the woman's neck, the feathery touch much like the unexpected touch of a spider.
