Hey guys! Just so you know, I am juggling stories so I won't be able to update everyday for both. Once again, I hope you enjoy the next chapter as much as I did writing it! :D

Sitting in the last carriage of the L train, a petite redhead stared out of the window with utter bewilderment splashed across her face. The fourteen year old looked like a small child after seeing a phone for the first time. The onlookers were confused by her. No one her age could be that stunned anymore, especially on the tube. To the common eye, she was in wonderment over the monotonous concrete shell the L train was shooting through. To the redhead, the tunnel was lit up by devilish fair folk, taunting her through the glass.

She reached out, as if to touch them, but was stopped abruptly by the worn glass separating the mortal from immortal. Never glancing around at the people that were staring at her, she reached out again, with more force that time. The girl jerked back in confusion and hurt painted on her face, but never letting her gaze leave the malicious, deceiving faces on the other side of the barrier.

The short, early-teen clutched a bound sketchbook to her chest. She reached, unblinking, into her blue jacket pocket and brought out a fine-line pen. She flicked through past sketches of flowers, landscapes, and line-drawings of animals, until she found a clean page. Her eyes were still distracted by the false beauty of the creatures in front of her.

The redhead was a remarkable drawer, any onlooker would agree. But they would all deny that they saw the same character in her sketch in the tunnel outside the L train. The pointed chin and sharp shoulders were like nothing that had been seen before. As the clothes started to be drawn out, the watchers wondered what type of fashion it was and how someone would be wearing it on the other side of the window.

As the mysterious girl started to add features and shading to the supernatural figure, her gaze flickered down to the open page. When she glanced back at her subject, the smile on her face fell immediately into confusion. She scanned up and down the shell outside the L train. Pressing her eyelids firmly closed and opening them again, she checked her page to make sure she hadn't been dreaming. All that met her was the falsified feeling of a miraculous daydream.

The L train pulled into her stop. The girl was jerked back into reality. Before leaving though, the girl re-checked up and down either side of the tunnel but seemingly saw nothing. She shook her head and backed away from the window slowly. Turning quickly, the redhead sprinted off the train, silently cursing her overactive imagination.

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