jaminhoney

A/N: This is kind of long, but I hope you'll give it a chance. Part One: Chibirisu England stood on tip-toes, trying to get a better look through the shop window. The doll was still there. A life-sized child doll. It sat dressed in the clothes of a court lady, resplendent in a rich purple gown. It was embroidered an intricate web of wines that seemed to have no beginning or ending. It seemed so alive, and in fact, pretty much the only thing that gave it away was the dead look in its glass eyes. They stared blankly on, reflecting England's intent gaze. His feet were getting tired, so he dropped down to his regular height again. He turned ar