June 19, 2008
The leopard-speckled boots were matched by a similarly coloured jacked which hugged her frame tightly. A bronze buckle of the wide belt shone against the dark material of the jeans. Supporting herself with one red-fingernalined hand holding the rail, and the other propped against the cushion of the high half-seat of the carriage, she rocked gently from side to side with the movement of the train. When she turned to look briefly at her companion, her face could be seen, pale and light, just like a full moon. It was wide and triangular, with a thin nose.