Whitefish River Then I said, "I gotta go - I gotta be in Monticello."

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Surprise touches the angel's face for an instant, before responding that she was a faerie. Nevermind that Huā did not know this word. The girl's voice was lovely, something like birdsong, her smile lovely. She steps away from the light, and her pale little friend becomes clear. Eyes widen at the sight of the bird perched there- curious why she didn't devour the thing. But the woman's face is more enchanting, pale powdered yet painted with dark india inked makeup like some mysterious geisha. Huā was whipped. 

Stumbling, stuttering, struggling over the words, finding her tongue in a knot within her mouth. N-no... You not f-frighten me... She breathes out. And then, awkwardly, Y-you, you are beautiful... do you know it? Casting her eyes away, shying, blushing a little under dark dark fur.