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Bride of Dumpty

Under a full moon's gaze, a cracked porcelain figure stands in a floral dress, clasping a bouquet of wildflowers. Her face is smooth but eerie, void of features save for two unblinking eyes. A broken toy horse lies beside her, hinting at lost childhoods and forgotten dreams. The landscape is shadowy and strange, the kind where nursery rhymes turn sinister, and the moon never quite reveals all that it sees.

Exiles From Fable — Bride of Dumpty

Under a full moon's gaze, a cracked porcelain figure stands in a floral dress, clasping a bouquet of wildflowers. Her face is smooth but eerie, void of features save for two unblinking eyes. A broken toy horse lies beside her, hinting at lost childhoods and forgotten dreams. The landscape is shadowy and strange, the kind where nursery rhymes turn sinister, and the moon never quite reveals all that it sees.