Farrow
Farrow freezes, her whole body tensing even more than it already had been. She was new here, having left her home after her mother's death, a small pack of supplies slung over her shoulders. She needed some things, food, maybe even a warmer blanket if she could find one cheap enough. She was hoping, if she had kept quiet and small, no one would glance her way, yet here she was.
But with a measured breath, Farrow managed to glance sidelong at the woman, and found she nearly glowed with beauty. She flushed, the pink heat blushing along her cheeks and up over her ears. She sounded so nice, and so few people were nice to her.
"Uhm... hello," Farrow had yet to allow her voice to release its lifelong suspicion, her tone still low and unsure, "I'm Farrow."
But with a measured breath, Farrow managed to glance sidelong at the woman, and found she nearly glowed with beauty. She flushed, the pink heat blushing along her cheeks and up over her ears. She sounded so nice, and so few people were nice to her.
"Uhm... hello," Farrow had yet to allow her voice to release its lifelong suspicion, her tone still low and unsure, "I'm Farrow."
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