In the darkness, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood, like a hundred golden urns pouring out the sun.
I'm Vasiliki and I'm crazy.
I like reading books.
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I wish I didn’t have to show up in these dresses — we look like demi-gods when we show up. I want to be able to run around and not have my feet feeling like they’re going to fall off.