Absent Writer Doll
@absencedoll.bsky.social
Hello. It cannot write, but it will try.
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A sleeping doll.
It's been asleep for a long, long time.
Its witch watches over it.
...
It asked, one day, to sleep.
To not function, to run dry of mana.
To sleep.
And... Its witch...
As much as she didn't want to...
As much as she knew that it wouldn't help...
It's been asleep for a long, long time.
Its witch watches over it.
...
It asked, one day, to sleep.
To not function, to run dry of mana.
To sleep.
And... Its witch...
As much as she didn't want to...
As much as she knew that it wouldn't help...
December 7, 2025 at 3:34 AM
A sleeping doll.
It's been asleep for a long, long time.
Its witch watches over it.
...
It asked, one day, to sleep.
To not function, to run dry of mana.
To sleep.
And... Its witch...
As much as she didn't want to...
As much as she knew that it wouldn't help...
It's been asleep for a long, long time.
Its witch watches over it.
...
It asked, one day, to sleep.
To not function, to run dry of mana.
To sleep.
And... Its witch...
As much as she didn't want to...
As much as she knew that it wouldn't help...
And so the doll and witch stand at the edge of the universe.
How did they manage to get out so far? Well, needless to say, magic is capable of many such things normally considered impossible!
...
It's... Surreal.
On one side, darkness.
On the other, a few specks of light.
How did they manage to get out so far? Well, needless to say, magic is capable of many such things normally considered impossible!
...
It's... Surreal.
On one side, darkness.
On the other, a few specks of light.
December 6, 2025 at 5:04 AM
And so the doll and witch stand at the edge of the universe.
How did they manage to get out so far? Well, needless to say, magic is capable of many such things normally considered impossible!
...
It's... Surreal.
On one side, darkness.
On the other, a few specks of light.
How did they manage to get out so far? Well, needless to say, magic is capable of many such things normally considered impossible!
...
It's... Surreal.
On one side, darkness.
On the other, a few specks of light.
"Sir?"
The hunter rips their blade out of the witch.
"Oh. You're awake."
The doll rushes to the witch's side.
His chest doesn't move.
"You're free now."
The doll looks up at the hunter.
Then back down at the witch.
"I... I didn't... I don't..."
The hunter rips their blade out of the witch.
"Oh. You're awake."
The doll rushes to the witch's side.
His chest doesn't move.
"You're free now."
The doll looks up at the hunter.
Then back down at the witch.
"I... I didn't... I don't..."
December 5, 2025 at 2:50 AM
"Sir?"
The hunter rips their blade out of the witch.
"Oh. You're awake."
The doll rushes to the witch's side.
His chest doesn't move.
"You're free now."
The doll looks up at the hunter.
Then back down at the witch.
"I... I didn't... I don't..."
The hunter rips their blade out of the witch.
"Oh. You're awake."
The doll rushes to the witch's side.
His chest doesn't move.
"You're free now."
The doll looks up at the hunter.
Then back down at the witch.
"I... I didn't... I don't..."
"Want a hug?"
The doll turns its head toward its witch.
""Not particularly."
"That's okay."
Silence passes between the two for a moment.
The doll turns its head toward its witch.
""Not particularly."
"That's okay."
Silence passes between the two for a moment.
December 3, 2025 at 11:06 PM
"Want a hug?"
The doll turns its head toward its witch.
""Not particularly."
"That's okay."
Silence passes between the two for a moment.
The doll turns its head toward its witch.
""Not particularly."
"That's okay."
Silence passes between the two for a moment.
"Are you okay?"
The witch turns her head towards her doll.
"Could be better, could be worse."
The doll hugs the witch.
"This one is here for you all the same."
The witch returns the embrace.
"Thank you..."
The witch turns her head towards her doll.
"Could be better, could be worse."
The doll hugs the witch.
"This one is here for you all the same."
The witch returns the embrace.
"Thank you..."
December 3, 2025 at 7:44 AM
"Are you okay?"
The witch turns her head towards her doll.
"Could be better, could be worse."
The doll hugs the witch.
"This one is here for you all the same."
The witch returns the embrace.
"Thank you..."
The witch turns her head towards her doll.
"Could be better, could be worse."
The doll hugs the witch.
"This one is here for you all the same."
The witch returns the embrace.
"Thank you..."
A witch!
She wants to write a story!
And so she does!
Not too long, not too short -
Tho it's admittedly a short story, just like most of her other works -
She's proud of it all the same.
She wants to write a story!
And so she does!
Not too long, not too short -
Tho it's admittedly a short story, just like most of her other works -
She's proud of it all the same.
December 2, 2025 at 1:21 AM
A witch!
She wants to write a story!
And so she does!
Not too long, not too short -
Tho it's admittedly a short story, just like most of her other works -
She's proud of it all the same.
She wants to write a story!
And so she does!
Not too long, not too short -
Tho it's admittedly a short story, just like most of her other works -
She's proud of it all the same.
A witch.
She crawls back to her feet as the hunter approaches her doll.
They turn.
"You should've just stayed down."
And they rush her -
Only to be stopped by a barrier.
"Maybe."
She crawls back to her feet as the hunter approaches her doll.
They turn.
"You should've just stayed down."
And they rush her -
Only to be stopped by a barrier.
"Maybe."
December 1, 2025 at 7:41 AM
A witch.
She crawls back to her feet as the hunter approaches her doll.
They turn.
"You should've just stayed down."
And they rush her -
Only to be stopped by a barrier.
"Maybe."
She crawls back to her feet as the hunter approaches her doll.
They turn.
"You should've just stayed down."
And they rush her -
Only to be stopped by a barrier.
"Maybe."
A witch.
She doesn't know what she's going to write today.
And, so often, she ends up writing a story that she didn't predict how she would write.
Going from aimless to... Not aimless over the course of her writing.
Perhaps that reminds her of how she got her doll.
She doesn't know what she's going to write today.
And, so often, she ends up writing a story that she didn't predict how she would write.
Going from aimless to... Not aimless over the course of her writing.
Perhaps that reminds her of how she got her doll.
November 30, 2025 at 7:46 AM
A witch.
She doesn't know what she's going to write today.
And, so often, she ends up writing a story that she didn't predict how she would write.
Going from aimless to... Not aimless over the course of her writing.
Perhaps that reminds her of how she got her doll.
She doesn't know what she's going to write today.
And, so often, she ends up writing a story that she didn't predict how she would write.
Going from aimless to... Not aimless over the course of her writing.
Perhaps that reminds her of how she got her doll.
A witch that doesn't use magic.
She hasn't in years.
It's not that she can't, it's just...
She's happy with what she already has.
She's happy with doing things by hand.
She hasn't in years.
It's not that she can't, it's just...
She's happy with what she already has.
She's happy with doing things by hand.
November 29, 2025 at 2:54 AM
A witch that doesn't use magic.
She hasn't in years.
It's not that she can't, it's just...
She's happy with what she already has.
She's happy with doing things by hand.
She hasn't in years.
It's not that she can't, it's just...
She's happy with what she already has.
She's happy with doing things by hand.
A doll.
A doll that is loved.
Even if, on occasion, it doubts that it is.
It has reason to doubt that it is.
Sometimes it's easier to doubt whether it's loved.
But it is loved.
And cherished and adored and beloved and everything.
A doll that is loved through and through.
A doll that is loved.
Even if, on occasion, it doubts that it is.
It has reason to doubt that it is.
Sometimes it's easier to doubt whether it's loved.
But it is loved.
And cherished and adored and beloved and everything.
A doll that is loved through and through.
November 28, 2025 at 7:31 AM
A doll.
A doll that is loved.
Even if, on occasion, it doubts that it is.
It has reason to doubt that it is.
Sometimes it's easier to doubt whether it's loved.
But it is loved.
And cherished and adored and beloved and everything.
A doll that is loved through and through.
A doll that is loved.
Even if, on occasion, it doubts that it is.
It has reason to doubt that it is.
Sometimes it's easier to doubt whether it's loved.
But it is loved.
And cherished and adored and beloved and everything.
A doll that is loved through and through.
A witch sharing a cup of tea with her doll!
Nothing special. Just green tea. The type where you open a package and take out the bag, let it steep for some five minutes, and then empty the package's matcha into the cup.
Nothing special. Just green tea. The type where you open a package and take out the bag, let it steep for some five minutes, and then empty the package's matcha into the cup.
November 27, 2025 at 6:44 AM
A witch sharing a cup of tea with her doll!
Nothing special. Just green tea. The type where you open a package and take out the bag, let it steep for some five minutes, and then empty the package's matcha into the cup.
Nothing special. Just green tea. The type where you open a package and take out the bag, let it steep for some five minutes, and then empty the package's matcha into the cup.
"Searching for ideas again, Miss?"
The witch looks away from her computer.
But her doll...
It isn't there.
Perhaps she only just imagined it.
Again.
...
But she smiles.
Even if it's imagined...
It's good to hear from her doll again.
The witch looks away from her computer.
But her doll...
It isn't there.
Perhaps she only just imagined it.
Again.
...
But she smiles.
Even if it's imagined...
It's good to hear from her doll again.
November 26, 2025 at 2:36 AM
"Searching for ideas again, Miss?"
The witch looks away from her computer.
But her doll...
It isn't there.
Perhaps she only just imagined it.
Again.
...
But she smiles.
Even if it's imagined...
It's good to hear from her doll again.
The witch looks away from her computer.
But her doll...
It isn't there.
Perhaps she only just imagined it.
Again.
...
But she smiles.
Even if it's imagined...
It's good to hear from her doll again.
A doll that dreams about a long lost friend.
They talk as if the thing that drove them apart never happened.
They tell each other stories, play games with each other, spend time together...
It's fun.
They talk as if the thing that drove them apart never happened.
They tell each other stories, play games with each other, spend time together...
It's fun.
November 25, 2025 at 6:02 AM
A doll that dreams about a long lost friend.
They talk as if the thing that drove them apart never happened.
They tell each other stories, play games with each other, spend time together...
It's fun.
They talk as if the thing that drove them apart never happened.
They tell each other stories, play games with each other, spend time together...
It's fun.
A witch.
Was it worth it?
Tell me.
Was it truly worth it?
Through tears, she looks at her sleeping doll.
Giving up everything she knew for it.
She smiles.
Even as she hugs her knees.
Even as her eyes burn.
Yes.
It was worth it.
Was it worth it?
Tell me.
Was it truly worth it?
Through tears, she looks at her sleeping doll.
Giving up everything she knew for it.
She smiles.
Even as she hugs her knees.
Even as her eyes burn.
Yes.
It was worth it.
November 24, 2025 at 5:58 AM
A witch.
Was it worth it?
Tell me.
Was it truly worth it?
Through tears, she looks at her sleeping doll.
Giving up everything she knew for it.
She smiles.
Even as she hugs her knees.
Even as her eyes burn.
Yes.
It was worth it.
Was it worth it?
Tell me.
Was it truly worth it?
Through tears, she looks at her sleeping doll.
Giving up everything she knew for it.
She smiles.
Even as she hugs her knees.
Even as her eyes burn.
Yes.
It was worth it.
A witch taking medicine!
One two three four five six seven... eight nine.
Then, in the morning, another four.
She purses her lips.
So much medicine, and to what end?
She doesn't know if she even experiences any effects at all!
...
One two three four five six seven... eight nine.
Then, in the morning, another four.
She purses her lips.
So much medicine, and to what end?
She doesn't know if she even experiences any effects at all!
...
November 23, 2025 at 5:05 AM
A witch taking medicine!
One two three four five six seven... eight nine.
Then, in the morning, another four.
She purses her lips.
So much medicine, and to what end?
She doesn't know if she even experiences any effects at all!
...
One two three four five six seven... eight nine.
Then, in the morning, another four.
She purses her lips.
So much medicine, and to what end?
She doesn't know if she even experiences any effects at all!
...
A witch.
Curled up in bed.
His doll sits next t o him.
A hand on his head.
It starts to get up to make supper.
But he grabs it.
Pulls it close.
It doesn't complain.
Curled up in bed.
His doll sits next t o him.
A hand on his head.
It starts to get up to make supper.
But he grabs it.
Pulls it close.
It doesn't complain.
November 22, 2025 at 5:27 AM
A witch.
Curled up in bed.
His doll sits next t o him.
A hand on his head.
It starts to get up to make supper.
But he grabs it.
Pulls it close.
It doesn't complain.
Curled up in bed.
His doll sits next t o him.
A hand on his head.
It starts to get up to make supper.
But he grabs it.
Pulls it close.
It doesn't complain.
A doll!
It has restarted its 4x game some 4 times! At least!
Not once has it surpassed the very end of the trials and tribulations of the end game crises!
And still it tries on, trying strategy after strategy, attempt after attempt!
It has restarted its 4x game some 4 times! At least!
Not once has it surpassed the very end of the trials and tribulations of the end game crises!
And still it tries on, trying strategy after strategy, attempt after attempt!
November 21, 2025 at 4:39 AM
A doll!
It has restarted its 4x game some 4 times! At least!
Not once has it surpassed the very end of the trials and tribulations of the end game crises!
And still it tries on, trying strategy after strategy, attempt after attempt!
It has restarted its 4x game some 4 times! At least!
Not once has it surpassed the very end of the trials and tribulations of the end game crises!
And still it tries on, trying strategy after strategy, attempt after attempt!
A doll in the shower!
It's sitting on the floor!
Curled up and hugging its knees.
It asks itself if it's okay!
It hesitates to answer.
That's okay, it mumbles to itself.
Sometimes we all have bad days.
Even if every time it takes a shower, its answer is the same.
It's sitting on the floor!
Curled up and hugging its knees.
It asks itself if it's okay!
It hesitates to answer.
That's okay, it mumbles to itself.
Sometimes we all have bad days.
Even if every time it takes a shower, its answer is the same.
November 20, 2025 at 2:13 AM
A doll in the shower!
It's sitting on the floor!
Curled up and hugging its knees.
It asks itself if it's okay!
It hesitates to answer.
That's okay, it mumbles to itself.
Sometimes we all have bad days.
Even if every time it takes a shower, its answer is the same.
It's sitting on the floor!
Curled up and hugging its knees.
It asks itself if it's okay!
It hesitates to answer.
That's okay, it mumbles to itself.
Sometimes we all have bad days.
Even if every time it takes a shower, its answer is the same.
A combat doll.
Resting at home.
It's... a little ashamed.
It's supposed to be a linebreaker, yet...
Here it is, sitting in its witch's study, waiting for him to return with repair materials.
If only it hadn't gotten itself injured-
Resting at home.
It's... a little ashamed.
It's supposed to be a linebreaker, yet...
Here it is, sitting in its witch's study, waiting for him to return with repair materials.
If only it hadn't gotten itself injured-
November 18, 2025 at 10:52 PM
A combat doll.
Resting at home.
It's... a little ashamed.
It's supposed to be a linebreaker, yet...
Here it is, sitting in its witch's study, waiting for him to return with repair materials.
If only it hadn't gotten itself injured-
Resting at home.
It's... a little ashamed.
It's supposed to be a linebreaker, yet...
Here it is, sitting in its witch's study, waiting for him to return with repair materials.
If only it hadn't gotten itself injured-
A doll humming to itself.
A song that it has hummed many times.
A comfort song, of sorts.
Even if the song is a little sad...
It still makes the doll happy to hum along to it.
Whether it's directly listening to the song or humming acapella!
It's...
It's a good song.
A song that it has hummed many times.
A comfort song, of sorts.
Even if the song is a little sad...
It still makes the doll happy to hum along to it.
Whether it's directly listening to the song or humming acapella!
It's...
It's a good song.
November 18, 2025 at 7:07 AM
A doll humming to itself.
A song that it has hummed many times.
A comfort song, of sorts.
Even if the song is a little sad...
It still makes the doll happy to hum along to it.
Whether it's directly listening to the song or humming acapella!
It's...
It's a good song.
A song that it has hummed many times.
A comfort song, of sorts.
Even if the song is a little sad...
It still makes the doll happy to hum along to it.
Whether it's directly listening to the song or humming acapella!
It's...
It's a good song.
A doll.
And so it does its best to make its witch proud of it.
It puts its all into everything it does.
Even if its all doesn't amount to much more than a cursory effort by comparison.
How little it can do when compared to almost anyone or anything else...
And so it does its best to make its witch proud of it.
It puts its all into everything it does.
Even if its all doesn't amount to much more than a cursory effort by comparison.
How little it can do when compared to almost anyone or anything else...
November 17, 2025 at 6:26 AM
A doll.
And so it does its best to make its witch proud of it.
It puts its all into everything it does.
Even if its all doesn't amount to much more than a cursory effort by comparison.
How little it can do when compared to almost anyone or anything else...
And so it does its best to make its witch proud of it.
It puts its all into everything it does.
Even if its all doesn't amount to much more than a cursory effort by comparison.
How little it can do when compared to almost anyone or anything else...
A doll and witch in the rain!
They're both under an umbrella!
The doll holds it!
Which means that the witch's head is almost touching the umbrella!
Part of her wants to ask to hold the umbrella instead...
But the doll looks so proud of itself!
They're both under an umbrella!
The doll holds it!
Which means that the witch's head is almost touching the umbrella!
Part of her wants to ask to hold the umbrella instead...
But the doll looks so proud of itself!
November 15, 2025 at 11:44 PM
A doll and witch in the rain!
They're both under an umbrella!
The doll holds it!
Which means that the witch's head is almost touching the umbrella!
Part of her wants to ask to hold the umbrella instead...
But the doll looks so proud of itself!
They're both under an umbrella!
The doll holds it!
Which means that the witch's head is almost touching the umbrella!
Part of her wants to ask to hold the umbrella instead...
But the doll looks so proud of itself!
"I would live for you."
The witch looks over at his doll.
Who continues.
"Despite how painful and unforgiving and cruel this world is... Despite everything, I would live for you."
The witch nods. And responds.
"I would live for you too."
A witch and a doll.
The witch looks over at his doll.
Who continues.
"Despite how painful and unforgiving and cruel this world is... Despite everything, I would live for you."
The witch nods. And responds.
"I would live for you too."
A witch and a doll.
November 15, 2025 at 6:07 AM
"I would live for you."
The witch looks over at his doll.
Who continues.
"Despite how painful and unforgiving and cruel this world is... Despite everything, I would live for you."
The witch nods. And responds.
"I would live for you too."
A witch and a doll.
The witch looks over at his doll.
Who continues.
"Despite how painful and unforgiving and cruel this world is... Despite everything, I would live for you."
The witch nods. And responds.
"I would live for you too."
A witch and a doll.
The witch cradles his doll in his arms.
Rocking it slowly.
Gently.
He leans over it.
And kisses its forehead.
The doll smiles.
And closes its eyes.
Safe in its witch's embrace.
"I promise that I'll do my best to keep you safe."
The doll grins!
"And I promise the same!"
Rocking it slowly.
Gently.
He leans over it.
And kisses its forehead.
The doll smiles.
And closes its eyes.
Safe in its witch's embrace.
"I promise that I'll do my best to keep you safe."
The doll grins!
"And I promise the same!"
November 14, 2025 at 6:29 AM
The witch cradles his doll in his arms.
Rocking it slowly.
Gently.
He leans over it.
And kisses its forehead.
The doll smiles.
And closes its eyes.
Safe in its witch's embrace.
"I promise that I'll do my best to keep you safe."
The doll grins!
"And I promise the same!"
Rocking it slowly.
Gently.
He leans over it.
And kisses its forehead.
The doll smiles.
And closes its eyes.
Safe in its witch's embrace.
"I promise that I'll do my best to keep you safe."
The doll grins!
"And I promise the same!"
"Our life, our works."
The doll stops what it's doing to pay attention to the witch.
"Everything that we ever cared for..."
He takes a sip from his glass.
"All will return to dust."
The doll stops what it's doing to pay attention to the witch.
"Everything that we ever cared for..."
He takes a sip from his glass.
"All will return to dust."
November 13, 2025 at 5:13 AM
"Our life, our works."
The doll stops what it's doing to pay attention to the witch.
"Everything that we ever cared for..."
He takes a sip from his glass.
"All will return to dust."
The doll stops what it's doing to pay attention to the witch.
"Everything that we ever cared for..."
He takes a sip from his glass.
"All will return to dust."