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Faron arched her back as she stretched her long slender body under the sunshine. She watched as each individual muscle flexed as she did so. Her perfect pale skin almost seemed to reflect the morning light. Her hair was not much different, pale and now a little askew due to her sleeping. She rubbed her red eyes, they seemed to swirl, as if they were nothing more than vats of molten lava. Red's and oranges turned under the surface.
The girl adjusted her strips of fabric she called clothes, it was the remains of a flame retardant blanket, it seemed to be the only thing she could wear for long periods of time without it going up in flames. She wondered what the day had in store for her, she was a loner, she always had been.