This story was an entry in Target's OnceUpon Contest, because of this it is a lot faster than most stories, if you aren't into a quick and fast paced story I suggest looking at some of my other stories. Thank you!
By societies standards, Elizabeth Steele is a low life with no worth. She has no home, no money, no life.
Moving from alley to alley every night, scavenging through the streets, she keeps her own and stays away from anyone in anyway that she can, using her mask of imperfections to ward off any unwanted attention.
Simplicity is her armor and detachment is her sword.
But how long can she go on before being an outcast becomes too much and the walls she's devoted her time to building come crashing down?
Glass is only so fragile as the one thing it's supporting, and when Elizabeth's heart is so delicate that all that is left to protect it is a clear and thin sheet of glass, there is no telling when or how quickly it will break.
Highest Ranking #6 in Short Story