Her footsteps, her hands. Even the tilt of her chin. She settled into the nothingness of it for a moment. There was something savory about it. She could taste it on her tongue.
From far away, she could hear someone laugh.
"You will coax them, you think."
Her hand reached up to the door just in front of them, tracing over the familiar paneling and elaborate paneling. Her fingers either warmed the wood. Or perhaps it chilled her own skin. It was difficult to say.
"I wonder how you believe you will do that."
That said, she pushed on the door, leading them into the ball.
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Her footsteps, her hands. Even the tilt of her chin. She settled into the nothingness of it for a moment. There was something savory about it. She could taste it on her tongue.
From far away, she could hear someone laugh.
"You will coax them, you think."
Her hand reached up to the door just in front of them, tracing over the familiar paneling and elaborate paneling. Her fingers either warmed the wood. Or perhaps it chilled her own skin. It was difficult to say.
"I wonder how you believe you will do that."
That said, she pushed on the door, leading them into the ball.