The Allegory of the Created

-AN: I can't help it, Other Wybie is so compelling. This will make a lot more sense if you know about 'The Allegory of the Cave.' :)

Disclaimer: Coraline does not belong to me; talk to Neil Gaiman/ Laika Studios.

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The Beldam was his creator, his teacher, his world; he was the product of her desires, woven together by her hands, given life by her will to inhabit her dreamscape. The house, its garden, his fellow rag-people-- they were all he knew, had ever known, ever thought he'd know. They all shared a common purpose: to serve the Mistress, their master. His only thought was to do just that…and then he met the Girl, the object of the Beldam's twisted fascination.

She changed everything; his quiet, monotonous world of dust and death came alive with its need to please and entice her. Everything about her was new and utterly unfamiliar; her skin, soft and warm with not a stitch in sight. Her voice, which spoke of people and places and things he'd never heard of. Her odd, moist eyes that blinked and smiled and sparkled with intelligence and independence, that had seen things he'd never imagined there were to see. The Girl changed--she didn't always look the same, think the same, act the same. She didn't have to; her life was her own. His eyes had always been open, but for the first time he felt as though he could actually see--and suddenly it became apparent what his brethren, his master, his familiar little domain really were: a trap.

An illusion meant to catch and consume the Girl.

His very existence was part of a grand deception orchestrated by an ancient evil.

The knowledge would be the death of him.

Once he knew the Beldam's wicked plans for the Girl, he couldn't allow them to come to fruition; she had shown him that there was so much more to life, more than he'd ever thought there was to be had. He was never meant to look beyond his creator and his fabricated realm, but the Girl had great things waiting for her in that Other land--

if she lived to experience them.

He helped her escape the spider's web, pushed her through the little door back to her big world.

Saving her from the Beldam's snare was the least he could do, he thought, to repay her.

She had freed him from a prison he hadn't realized he'd been confined to.

And as the Beldam roared & raged, he thought of the Girl and for the first and last time, truly smiled.

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-PS: Interesting how the 'Real' world, through this Wybie's button eyes, becomes the 'Other' world. He won't get out of my brain! Haha. This is wordy as hell and could probably use some tweaking, but I am le tired. Please read and review :D (and hopefully enjoy? Maybe?)

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