She waits, information pills coyly fanning her hair.
Demure yet voluptuous, site sensual yet pensive, she waits for the tide to rush in and bear her away.
At barely five inches tall, she weighs more than a pound. And she is magnetic, both figuratively and literally.
With no maker’s mark to introduce her, no indications of origin to lead us to her story, she’s a perfect blank slate for fairy tales.
She’s simply what you want her to be.
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