Tina Bell Vance

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Broken Hood

A small doll dressed in a red hooded cloak stands near a mushroom, her faded eyes staring into the shadows of the dense forest. Behind her, an oversized red toadstool looms, its cap dotted with white spots, like a warning in a fairytale turned dark. Her expression is strangely solemn, as if she knows what lies beyond the path is not for the faint of heart, but she is bound to walk it anyway.

Non-Series — Broken Hood

A small doll dressed in a red hooded cloak stands near a mushroom, her faded eyes staring into the shadows of the dense forest. Behind her, an oversized red toadstool looms, its cap dotted with white spots, like a warning in a fairytale turned dark. Her expression is strangely solemn, as if she knows what lies beyond the path is not for the faint of heart, but she is bound to walk it anyway.