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β§ an independent portrayal of Cinderella, painter in 1800s London, affiliated with @DisneyInDespair, no ships, #DinD.
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@AFairPrincess Β« dress, picked out for Aurora to wear for her portrait.
"Wow..." was all that Ella could muster, resisting every urge to reach out and brush her fingers over the fine material. Instead, she settled for pacing slowly around the dress, to get Β»
@LondonsHook Β« unease when undertaking repairs for customers, she felt much more comfortable painting her own from scratchβ her speciality, one would say.
"Tell me, Sir, those art supplies and paints, are they of fine quality? If so, I am running low and Β»
@LondonsHuntsman Β« she had learned to adjust.
"It makes me miss back home, but that is a distant dream now that I must let go. Tell me, Sir, did you struggle adjusting to the big city? You appear to have done quite well for yourself, so if so your Β»
@AFairPrincess Β« love to take a look at your dress!" Ella had no doubt it would be beautiful, the finest materials and silks, and rich colours... that was what she imagined; attire far beyond what she was able to afford. Though if she continued acquiring new Β»
@LondonsHook β back and greeted the male, more ragged than her usual clientele, yet handsome nonetheless, with a timid smile.
"Welcome, welcome. Please, step inside... how might I help you, Ser?"
@LondonsHook β yet unlike others she insisted it be as perfect as the pieces she would produce for her richest patrons.
"Oh!" Ella quietly exclaimed as the wooden door to her shop was pushed open. Walking over to greet the shop's newcomer, she folded her arms at the wrist behind her β