Her
hair is like, white blonde, but trust me, it’s not her natural
color. She was young and
bright, little to no make-up except for lip-gloss, long,
straight, glossy reddish blonde hair slightly past her
shoulders. She silently willed him to
stop his pacing, to calm down. Kneebone helped to the pigeon-pie; while Thames unwired and
uncorked a bottle of stout Carnarvonshire ale. "
"As for that, I don't say. They said no more for a moment, and each was now acutely aware of the
other. Lucy turned and faced the strawberry blonde behind
her, gesturing rapidly with a folded origami triangle,
evidently the newest form of note. dear. "
"Her release would be a mercy," pursued the matron. She’ll have to wait for dinner,” he said, uncomfortably. They stank, and she hated how they
blocked the sunlight. What was he doing? What was he thinking? It was less
than a day now, less than twenty hours.
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