The Girl of Twigs and Glass

Author: the_tandyman

A girl. She knew she was a girl at least, but nothing more would come except tears. Tears in the middle of the forest, trickling from her Murano marble eyes, down her cracked mirror cheeks hidden by her willow wand hair and finally wiped away with her stick fingers.

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