FADED

No matter what day it was, she would always sit there. A contagious grin would adorn her young face as she would glance around, vibrant green eyes darting here and there. Outlines of her small frame were clearly visible under the yellow lamppost that showered light onto her slender figure. Every evening, the night sky would fall gently upon her shoulders while she inspected the city's shimmering lights. Gracious melodies would dance through the air every once in awhile and if one listened close enough, one would be able to hear her soft, silvery humming. An optimistic aura would constantly glow around her, for she saw only the good in the world. She would simply lovingly gaze upon her harlequin hometown.