Sylvilel was born on a cold December day, when the roads were icy and the grandmothers dropped their flour on the floor.
She has since grown to become a somewhat fanciful and distracted young woman, who firmly believes she will one day be an author of modest (yeah right) repute, who will change the world one word at a time.
She just has to find the words first.
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