by Black Velvet » Fri Feb 24, 2012 12:52 am
Lily followed with a light dancer's step, looking gracefull despite her cruel thin-ness and the old, dusty clothes she had worn for over a year. Her shoes were muddy and ripped, with crude patches stitched over the holes driven through them from traveling. Her shirt was moderately clean, as she beat it with rocks when she wore her only other outfit at night. The pants were grimy, and one leg was ripped of. Still, with her pretty face and her mother's old silk shawl, she looked like a tourist who had been wrestling, perhaps with her older brother, and had lost the fight.
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