Far above the land of mortals, so far it cannot be seen by the naked eye, there is a golden palace. Inside this golden palace lives a celestial being, and she has just outgrown her favorite plaything. An old doll, with pale white skin, and even paler hair.

This doll was one of many, but it was her favorite. Oh the adventures they had, the stories they shared... But she is a girl no longer, she she is far too old to be playing with dolls anymore. She decides it is time to say goodbye to this doll, as she did the others. She leans over the balcony of the palace, gives her doll one last kiss before releasing her into the four winds.

The doll, woken by the kiss stares, unmoving at the ground below, noting curiously that the ground seems to be larger than ever before, and growing as well. The doll realizes her misunderstanding and laughs at her own foolishness before hitting the ground with a loud thud and losing consciousness

This doll is you.