I do not own Coralin.
Just so you all know
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A metal hand crept silently up the wall of the well.
it had put itself back together yes after many years,
And now watt's this?
The hand could here its master calling.
It scuttled across the dark ground and into the big pink house.
It saw the girl Coralin and that Wiyborn boy.
Coralin was no longer a child nor was Wiyborn,
Really they were about 16 and they were talking about something.
The hand waited for a distraction, and the fates be on its side because at that moment
Coralin and Wiybe were making out.
The hand took its chance!
It ran to the little doer and just slipped under.
Coralin Jones thought she mite of herd something, but was to preoccupied with Wiybe that she didn't care to look.
The hand reattached itself to its owner's wrist.
The owner was a tall women resembling a spider, she had short black greasy hair,
And big black buttons for eyes,
Her limns were mechanical and greeted a dirty button eyed rat that ran across her arm and to her newly attached hand.
It talked in a eerie hi pitch vows.
"are we going to get the Coralin back are we are we?"
"no!" the women replied to the rat. "Coralin is to grown up, we have another doter on her way,
But we have to work quickly"
The button eyed women went to her sowing room and started to sow a new doll,
One with black hair and eyes as dark as her buttons.