A Character Entry

A punk girl, perhaps wishing she were Goth, strutted in a golden pullover, short velvet skirt, and high black boots with crossing laces crawling above her shin. Her legs were pale and soft, but marked with scattered colors of promiscuous rebellion. She teased with eye liner that curled upward, let her pitch black hair flow, and had an obsession with cats and chains.

She was a tired stranger.

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