Stitchling

Once someone's favorite pink protector, now she repeats lines from forgotten films into the void.

Once, she was someone's favorite — a child's pink protector, tender and bright, forever watching her beloved cartoon over and over again. But one day, when the screen went dark, she was forgotten. She kept waiting — and the waiting changed her. A strange light began to swirl in her eyes, burning tiny holes through memory and time. Now she repeats lines from the film into the void, clutching her little blue idol and asking, "We're family… right?"