Susan, a 13 years old girl followed her mother towards the alchemist that had arrived town newly, not making a single sound.She knew all to well what was going to happen. Her father was going to die if he didn't get medicine and they didn't have any money. The only thing they had to offer the alchemist was their little girl. Their sweet, little, shy girl.
Susan made sure to keep her head lowered slightly as a small sign of respect, but she also made sure to keep her brown, wavy hair away from her face.
Her Mother went over to the cart, a small smile placed on her lips. Of course she was sad, both about her daughter and her husband, but it wasn't necessary to let the rest of the world know. And this was the only option they had, or else Susans father would die and then Susan and her Mother would die from hunger. She only hoped the alchemist was going to be good to her little girl... If he would take her, that is.
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