“Alice and the Forgotten Circus” - In front of the canvas tent of an old circus, Alice — a porcelain doll with a delicate face — stood in the mud, clutching a small rag clown. The wind carried the scent of dust and long-extinguished lanterns, while the torn curtains at the entrance swayed lazily.
They say the circus vanished one night, taking its performers, music, and audience with it, leaving behind only silence. But sometimes, when the fog settles, a little doll appears before the tent, as if guarding the entrance to a world that no longer exists.
In her glassy eyes flickered sorrow — and something like expectation, as though she were waiting for someone to lift the curtains and let laughter live again.