"My name is Laegwen; what's yours?"
I stretched out a hand to pat her red hair, the exact shade of red my hair was. Then, as I reached out to her, the little girl scowled and drew back from my outstretched hand. Then she opened her mouth to speak. And she made no sound. She tried again to the same result, then she closed her mouth and glared at me. But, like I was the cause of her muteness! I pushed the ominous little girl to the back of my mind and looked around.
The room was exactly how I'd always envisioned my room to be. The thick brown drapes are drawn back at the exact angle to best let in light without losing its aesthetic qualities. My boxes are in just the right place, with no loose linen lying around. That was definitely unlike me. I wouldn't say I was a slob, but seriously,
