"The little girl looks so dashing today. If I hadn't seen how she dressed the first two times, I'd have thought she was going all out for her birthday. A small square cloth like something a shopkeeper's mascot would wear, pinned neatly behind both ears; a triangular scarf, a light jacket with clasps, and leg warmers winding three feet above her ankles. She even walks as if she's on springs. What the hell, kid."
"The glow of the street spills down around me, soft and thick, though I'd never noticed it before. The wind passes through my ears. I close my eyes."
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The wording is so beautiful. Like an elf dancing. The writing is too harsh ;)
I'm starting to make up my post, it's a little sweet and warm w