This is quite bleak. but i like it!

repeatedly opens and shuts mouth

Wow.
I wonder how long was her father lost before she decided to throw the head.

Wait, digressing.
Wow.

digress away! I do it to you guys, question your stories to prompt sequelage..you all owe me!

What is it about dolls that makes them so creepy when they’re headless or bodyless? Also (and how’s this for a digression?) this story reminded me of the end of The Big Lebowski, when Walter and The Dude are up on the cliff.

Sorry, Elsha. :D
Same question.

My friend thought that, like the doll, the girl beheaded her father and thre his head at sea. XD

Come to think of it…

oooo, that’s a twist i didn’t see coming..

I love the imagery in the first paragraph :)

headless dolls are creepy. Barbie dolls especially but Ken dolls are worse. I have two on my desk that stubbornly refuse to be fixed with glue.

Can I assume that this happened before the advent of superfast communications.
Please? :D

oh yes the sailor father was so chic back then..
I kind of had it in my mind that he was trying to save his family by going on some reckless business venture, when his ship capsized along with the family fortune…
But you do what you think makes sense.

I remember this one and the challenge it came from. Man, that challenge resulted in some freaky stories, and this was one of the stand-outs.

useless,

If a doll is both headless and bodyless.. why would that be creepy? Unless of course lack of a corporeal substance is by definition creepy. But without a head or body, would a doll be?

Great story anyhow

Great, great writing…

great elsha this is an awesome story. i dont remember it from ebefore but it is awesome.

Love the early description there. I can imagine the darkness of the sea and her father floating somewhere.

wow. i can really picture the girl, and the cliff. and the ending is just… wow. <3

I will offer a +1 on the depth of imagery. It wasn’t at all difficult to envision with my mind’s eye.

thank you all for your comments! I loved the imagery in it as well, I think that’s why it was my favorite ficlet.

My Muse of Horror wished that the porcelain head had apologized for killing her father, and begged for its life. Anyway, that’s a ficly for another time.

And just for the record, Krully (yes, I referred to myself in the 3rd person) thinks porcelain dolls and clowns are CREEPY!