A/N: This is a story that I originally wrote in French. I wanted to do a direct translation, so apologies if the pace is a bit halting. I hope you enjoy! The French version is also on the site, too, if you want to compare. Please review; I want to know what you think^^
~Chapter 1
It was winter in the town of Cœur des Anges. The sky was painted in pale grey, and snowflakes were falling from the clouds. The streets were covered in a white blanket, with blue shadows, and golden stripes from the streetlamps. There was no one outside; all were in their homes, because that night was Christmas Eve.
All, except for one young girl who sat in an alley, shivering, because it was very cold. Her dress and cape were very light, and couldn't keep her warm. The melting snow was absorbed by her shoes and froze her feet.
The girl seemed to be covered in gold; the lights shone on her body. Her white skin seemed the colour of a peach, and her pale hair was like liquid gold. It seemed that she was beautiful, but it was only an illusion. If you were to look, you would see that her lips were a little blue, and her eyes, a blend of dark brown and the gold from the light, were full of tears.
On the other side of the town, Christmas carollers started to sing. She listened to the music, and two teardrops fell into the snow.