This is based on a character called Clayra Ironblood, who I will probably be putting up more about, maybe a short story, and another character called Roman Laurence, who there will also be more about.
I remember
the first time
I saw her...
Her nails were
cracked and dirty
but her hands
were beautiful
and her ratty
bleach blonde hair
covered
an angelic face.
She was hunched up
under a giant jumper;
and she looked
half dead.
But when I reached out a hand to her
she smiled.
And it was like
the sun had finally come out.
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