A pair of glassy silver eyes stared back at him and for a split second, Jillian thought that he was looking at the person — spirit — he had been searching for but no… this was merely a doll. A very realistic medium sized doll which was almost as long as his entire arm.
His features were delicately carved; thin eyebrows, thick lashes that framed the pair of half-lidded dazzling eyes, high cheekbones and thin lips. His hair looked so soft and glossy, pooling around its body as he sat inside the cabinet dressed in only a piece of thin white robe. His hands were elegantly clasped atop of his lap. Jillian inadvertently sucked in a breath. The doll was…beautiful. Exquisite. Such breathtaking mastery…
This… This doll was perfect down to its smallest detail; it was as if Jillian was looking at the real thing himself!
