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The sky had been darkened by thick gray clouds. The brown wooden fences that bordered colorful houses all seemed as if their color had faded away. Small drops of water slipped gracefully off of the delicate leaves to the ground. The whole scene had a certain elegance to it, however mysterious the thin veil of fog made the familiar setting appear. In the midst of it walked a young girl. The scarf she wore around her thin, pale neck stood out quite obviously from the girl’s surroundings. The only things brighter than her scarf were her eyes. They were the sapphires on a silver pendant. She shivered, looking colder after each step she took along the sidewalk. Though the bag on her back felt heavy, she focused intently on the box in her hands. Inside of the box was a miniature cake. Not a cupcake like most would think of upon hearing that description. Rather, a normal cake, aside from it’s unusual size. “He’d better thank me for this one,” she muttered to herself through gritted teeth. She continued her route. The white laces on her worn-out sneakers were thoroughly soaked with rainwater from the previous day. A few minutes later, she entered a large building. She sighed a content little sigh. Her steps echoed as she walked up the stairs, the blue and white backpack bouncing behind her. She clutched the box, carefully in her hands. She walked into a room full of other children that looked about her age. She hung her bag in the back of the room, setting the box down on

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