Princess, that’s what they called her. It didn’t take more than a glance to figure out how the name came about. She walked with the elegance of a Victoria fashion model; her snow-white hair accentuated the pale tone of her skin. One could refer to her as delicate.
Dawn on the other hand, was of a caramel brown skin tone in contrast to her sister’s. Her hair was as dark as Princess’s was white. It took a second glance to notice the hazel green eyes hidden underneath long lashes. And more than a few glances to notice Dawn when Princess was in the view- a crime, of which I was guilty.
The fair was over; Princess and Dawn headed for their car when a group of children surrounded them. I was stunned to see both sisters act in the same kindly manner, grinning from cheek to cheek, gently ruffling the kids’ hair. It made me wonder if I was quick to judge. What if Dawn actually enjoyed being in the shadows…
word count: 170. Thank God WordPress decided to bring back word count 😀 . This story is in response to Flash Fiction For Aspiring writers photo prompt challenge. Thank you Sonya for presenting us with this week’s eye-catching picture.