How she wished to wear the red hood forever, to despise those admonitions, to remember her forest friends and never say goodbye. But she stepped alone into the thorns, letting her flesh shatter and her face crumble. Waking in another shell, she used a cloak of moonlight to escape the long, lonely night.
Elegant
19
Fresh
18
Sweet
72
Sexy
16
Cool
135
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