Beth Meridian stepped from the carriage onto the platform on Denison Street, her soft leather boots hitting the dusty ground beneath her. Straightening the skirt of her heavy, green traveling gown, she stretched her legs.
Looking around at the grand buildings and bustling street, she sighed.
First Lines Contest 2018: Indulgence and Temperance
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