“Bouquet of Shadows” - In the clearing of an overgrown garden, Alice the porcelain doll stood clutching a bundle of withered flowers. Their petals were blackened, as if they had drunk in all the light around them. Her glassy eyes stared past the crooked iron gate, as though waiting for someone who was very late.
Legends whispered about this garden say the flowers bloom only for those who promise never to leave. Some claim the bouquet in Alice’s hands is not a gift, but an invitation — a binding one. If you accept, you’re fated to walk the tangled paths forever, beside the doll whose smile never quite reaches her eyes.