The-Lost-Fable

A thin figured slid into an ally, then pressed her back against the wall and peaked backward with almond shaped emerald eyes, one small ringlet of copper falling across her face.  She edged back away from the light and kept to the shadows.  She knew that a girl with her body and her looks, should one see her, they would not forget.  Her bright hair was kept under a scarf to ward from knowing eyes as she traversed down the dark alleyway towards a door at a dead end.  The door was once a dark green, yet now was faded and chipped with time. Light illuminated its surface from a corner, and while the light was meant to repel those who wished to do