Epilogue
Broom Broom. Broom Broom. Daphne sped past the cars on her motorbike at a speed that should have been illegal, but that didn't stop her. She was a menacing figure a black cloak embroidered in gold billowed behind her. It reminds me of a bat, an overgrown angry bat. Beneath her cloak was a flowing long white shirt with a studded leather jerkin on top. She wore tight but flexible black jeans and leather gloves. On her feet she had soft brown leather shin high boots with a small heel. Her head was covered in a black helmet, see black was her favourite colour because it reminded her of her past that she missed with all her heart.
