October 31st 1686
Babylon sat in a chair head held high, black hair pulled up up on her head, she didn't want to be there, but if she was going to survive financially, this was the only way. She had pulled on her only dress that wasn't black and that already was a deep violet. She had a black bow in her hair kept her braid from unraveling, and at that time, her hair reached nowhere but below her shoulders. She looked at the girls sitting beside her, in like manner, and in pastel dresses. Hers was the only dark dress in the room. And they had umbrellas with them, in matching color to their dresses....
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