Innocent sins

It was cold. The full moon hung high in the sky, surrounded by diamond like stars. The skaters' tracks left a delicate lace pattern over the frozen lake and the frost covered trees glittered in the moonlight. A lone child walked by the lake. Her long scruffy brown hair whipped around her head. She liked the cold. It was calming to her. No one was around to question the whereabouts of her guardian, nor did she have to listen to the townspeople's frantic babbling about the mystery thief, but she wouldn't be alone for long, soon she would be in town.