Winter's Little Sister

A story about two sisters and an unlikely friendship.


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White rabbits.

Dear Diary,

It's the first day of a new month and apparently saying that is lucky, on a day like this. I feel like I need the luck today. I also saw Tarantula the Warrior, from the Inner Town. Apparently that's bad luck. As far as I can see, the only thing that would consider her as 'bad luck' would be a bird or mouse. Tarantula doesn't really belong to anyone but herself. In that way, I would admire her, I suppose. 

Anyway, today. It was a weird day, to say the least. I suppose I was talking about Tarry (the cat) as a distraction. At the same time, I want to talk about it, I have to tell someone. He was strange too, in fact, the only thing that made my day was the mere existence of Noah. I don't know if that makes sense. I can't think clearly. Not with him in my mind.

He was wearing absolute black. The lack of colour immediately drew my eyes to him. He stood in the corner but you could tell that He wasn't shy. The opposite, actually.

I met his eye, I didn't mean to. He kind of caught it. Like in a net. I didn't feel cornered. I felt quite free.

For the first time.

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