Broken Lightbulb

 

Time Remains - Fenris Isle

At the thrift shop, he spotted an artist's mannequin with a lightbulb for a head, leaning against a tarnished mirror. It's broken, they said. But he bought it anyway, and placed it on the mantelpiece. There was just something about that small fragile wooden figure. The next day, the mannequin was gone. Who took the mannequin, he shouted. Not me, everyone replied. He searched the whole house, and found the mannequin leaning against the full-body mirror in the bedroom. He could've sworn that there was a faint glimmer in that lightbulb. Perhaps the mannequin wasn't that broken after all.

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