Down the long-forgotten corridors from childhood there's a room shrouded in cobwebs and dust, where the silent occupants wait for a small hand to lift them from their grave and bring them back into the light again. Yet, no one ever comes, and the faded crayon smiles wither within the wooden box in the far corner.

They wait for the little children who will collect them from the dust & shadows; tiny arms will hold them, and little fingers will wipe away the tears of the forgotten, the lost, the decaying. One day the box will fill with light and they will be free of their invisible grave and loved again. Yet, in the dark a moonbeam filters through a dirty window and illuminates a milkyway of dust that dances above the box where they lay in darkness... and no one comes.

The occupants of the box each have their own story. In a breathless sigh of rotting cotten and crackled plastic their voices can be heard in the silent place where they dream of another time. If only someone would hear. Do you hear them? Do you feel them beyond the door? Will you step through the door and cross the dusty room through the cobweb curtains to that corner? Yes... open the box. That's it. Now, which toy will you choose?

The Bronze Mask   The Dolls   Duckie   Jason's Blanket
Stuffie the Clown   Teddy   Puppets