Dad has seen one of my characters, an Illumé escapee. Svelte, husky voiced, very polite (the kind of knife-blade polite that could go either way) and moves like she belongs on a savannah… could indeed be Neige-Larme, my Snow-Tear! I’ll have to stroll down Charles Street with a time-out for cafe latte opposite the park.
Then I can see, too.
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