November 17th, 2010 at 12:31am
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- She was nineteen with outrageously messy, long, golden hair, mossy, large blue eyes, pale, baby skin, cherry lips, barely five feet in height, body merely covered by a loose grey sweater that skid off her shoulders. The sleeves were too long for her, covering majority of her long fingers, showing the tips of bitten nails. Around her neck hung a long golden chain which held together a flower made of gold. Her legs were long, bruises and cuts all over, just as the bottom of her feet were painful to even look at. [/quotes]
I'm a sucker for this type of character description.The emotion here made me tear up.
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- I stopped shaking her, shifting my left hand and placing it on top of her recently bandaged right eye. Her lips were cracked and her skin looked pale. She didn’t speak. She didn’t even look at me with her good eye. I caressed her cheek as she brought her arms around my neck, going up on her toes to do so. I held her until she started to cry.
I absolutely love this two-shot. It's sweet, emotional, beautiful, and a bunch of other adjectives I can't think of right now.
I'm definitely going to read this again sometime in the near future.
Well done!!!