Inge

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The girl sat on the steps of the town hall drawing admiring glances from men as they passed. She was somewhat strange and spoke little but everyone was in agreement that she was beautiful. It was thought she came from the far north but no-one could say for certain.
“You shouldn’t sit there on display like that,” said a well-meaning old woman. “It’s just asking for trouble.” Inge just smiled carefully so as not to expose her teeth.
“Silly human.” she thought, it was a full moon tonight and trouble was just what she was looking for.

Kyt 2018

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