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A pale woman with jet-black hair styled into elaborate curls sits in a dimly lit workshop, surrounded by life-sized porcelain dolls with eerie glass eyes. She wears a Victorian-style black dress with lace gloves, delicate yet unsettling. The wooden workbench in front of her is cluttered with sculpting tools, delicate limbs, and half-finished faces. A single, freshly painted doll sits upright, its expression almost too lifelike. The flickering candlelight casts long shadows across the walls, where rows of silent dolls watch from the shelves.