Spoilers for the latest Dr Who, please don't read if you haven't seen it yet! Hope everyone likes it!
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Amy couldn't believe what had happened. But it was stuck in her head. The grab, then the shaking and then feeling of everything changing. It wasn't clear cut like a memory of an hour ago should be, but fuzzy, like a memory of years ago. Like a childhood memory, barely a hairsbreadth from being forgotten.
The feelings though, they were still clear. The feeling of turning from flesh and blood, to something else. Rory had said she was a doll and she was in a doll's house. It seemed unbelievable, but still, for a short time she was Amy, but not from blood and bone, made from porcelain, or maybe china? Rory hadn't exactly been clear on that, though he had said her hair was woollen. And had blank, black eyes. And a painted smile.
She had never liked those old fashioned china dolls. Being one hadn't improved her opinion.
