Lambkin. Babydoll. Princess.
In the large oval mirror above your dresser you watch a pale hand drag a bubblegum-pink brush downward through a section of fine blond hair. It is your hand. It is your hair.
You can't feel anything.
5th place (out of 36) in the 11th Annual Interactive Fiction Competition.
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