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[googlefont="Dancing Script:400"] Gwyn Kar DISTRICT ELEVEN

“Lips red as the rose, hair black as ebony, skin white as snow.” She sits atop a hill, wind pulling at her thin flannel jacket. Her olive hands pull it in tighter, securing what buttons are there. Her hair, parting itself, falls in random locks over her face, stopping far past her chin. Her legs bend, tucking her knees into her torso. Spreading apart from each other, her thighs travel towards the ground, seamlessly turning to boot. Engraving themselves into the snow—marking their territory. Until snow falls again, or it melts away, that spot belongs to her boots. Each crater they made as the trudged up the hillside creates her path. And for at least the ever-eminent evening, the path belongs to her. Or her boots anyways. xxx words

quote from "Snow White and the Seven Drawfs" (1937)
table by Kaplan