Like Porcelain (In Particpation Of The SSS)

❝Something illuminated this girl, something that seemed to turn her features into porcelain. And even though her eyes were quite flat, they still shone as though tears were brimming in them. A certain sadness hung over her, which was strange given the Christmas season, but what was stranger was that the sadness didn’t turn her face hard and numb like clay. It made her that type of beautiful that was both vulnerable and strong. As though she were made of porcelain.❞