“…we know from the book that her voice is described as “high and trilling”. “It was a child’s hand, except for the long pink-and-white nails, filed into perfect, smooth curves. The skin was fair, with a strange silvery cast to it and, entirely incongruous, a scattering of golden freckles…The face in the mirror was roundish, too, not quite oval. Small. The skin on the face had the same silver undertone – silver like moonlight – as the hand did, with another handful of the golden freckles across the bridge of the nose. Wide gray eyes, the silver of the soul shimmering faintly behind the soft color, framed by tangled gold lashes. Pale pink lips, full and almost round, like a baby’s. Small, even white teeth behind them. A dimple in the chin. And everywhere, everywhere, waving hair that stood away from my face in a bright halo and fell below where the mirror showed…Like an exact translation from Flower to human [describing her face]…This body looked much younger than her true age, hovering on the verge of seventeen.”
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