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"There was one who spoke and her words healed. But she was the daughter of the North Wind, who was cruel and cold, and his touch had locked her heart in a prison of ice. She could still heal, but she could not love, until she found a way to break the curse..."

There's a flower stand nearby, the scent of carnations, roses and lavender wafting across. It smells like heaven, like memory, and she half-closes her eyes, scratching at the footpath with a stub of white chalk, the last remnant of the box she'd lifted from a shop, what feels like a lifetime ago.

"Under the ground there lived a monster. She had been taught to hate the world above, but she hated herself above all else and she stayed down in the dark, afraid to let anyone see her. But one day a handsome prince found his way into her heart and he led her into the light and she wasn't so ugly after all. She found herself a home, even when the prince moved on..."

Her scalp itches from the lack of bathing and she drops the chalk to scratch, digging her ragged nails in. But then feet appear in her field of vision, walking briskly, carelessly across her drawing and then a shiny leather shoe stomps down on her chalk, crushing it to powder. She gasps, scrabbling at the fragments of hope, even as the man continues on, oblivious to what he's done.

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