From doing poorly in school to health conditions, there was no chance it would ever be an astronaut. Its witch listens quietly to its lamenting. Before eventually concluding - "I'll take you to the moon someday." The doll quietly doubts that she can. But it nods.

The doll knows that its witch is right, that it really does need to eat, but... But... The fruitless back and forth continues. In time, the doll likely will eat. But not yet.

The witch reaches over and grasps at the edge of the doll's shirt. The doll reaches down and grasps her hand. Time passes them by.

===== E - Eri! A witch that's very ill, and somewhat jaded due to that fact. But still flush with magic. H - Hylia! A doll desperately hoping against hope that its witch will recover - and perhaps she might still.

H:"Not yet, at least." The witch's smile changes. Bitter to wistful. E:"Me too, little doll." She lifts a spoonful of food. E:"Me too."

It comes away red. Her doll winces. E:"My story, too, has already been told." A bitter smile crosses the witch's face. But the doll, here, speaks. H:"This one... Likes to believe that the end isn't set in stone." The doll takes a seat up on its witch's bed.

A doll and a witch. They live up to each other♪

"I guess that means you think I'm a good witch, then?" The doll nods enthusiastically. "Then I'll do my best to live up to you." The doll nods again at its witch's words. "And this one will do its best to live up to you in turn!"

the doll isn't alone! it has a lot of friends it can lean on if things get really hard!

A manta spoken helplessly. Desperately. It has to be okay. After all. It doesn't want to make its witch sad.