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It's starting to get cold. That's the first thing Kaye notices. The way her breathe ices when it hits the air, leaving a frigid cloud. So cold that she already can't feel her fingers and it suddenly seems a bad idea to be out without a coat and sitting on the damp grass, soaking through her jeans.
But it's quieter out here and things that are missing are not so obvious. She misses the sounds, the smells, the confidence. She misses being a pixie. Most of all she misses everything being okay.
But it's quieter out here and things that are missing are not so obvious. She misses the sounds, the smells, the confidence. She misses being a pixie. Most of all she misses everything being okay.