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June 21, 2005

Michele: Faeries Wear Boots

She hated this day. She hated the moist, clingy air, how the heat’s fingers slipped up her party dress, leaving a trail of beaded sweat under her breasts. She hated how the faeries, cloaked in layers of fancy, danced and stomped for her sister as if the sun wasn’t a relentless beast.

As the day bled into night, she watched as her sister grew ever more beautiful, reveling in flickering faerie light. She envied her laughing, radiant dance.

Winter slipped away from the festivities at midnight and sat alone, guiltily counting the days until her sister Summer’s beauty would fade.

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