Her face was hidden behind the worn cover of the book. I couldn’t see her eyes but I imagine they were wide with wonder, or maybe tears were spilling out of them, and crawling slowly down her cheeks. Perhaps they were closed, because she was pondering something in the story, or letting the story sink in.
The sun shone high above her, and illuminated her straight, coffee colored hair. It was tied in a bun with a silk red ribbon, and wisps of her soft hair fell out and billowed in the gentle wind. She was sitting on the ground, which was warm from the sun. The hem of her dark cotton dress had a dusting of dirt, but she didn’t care, she was too engrossed in the words. She wore a pocket watch as a necklace, and the chain lay against her chest, and the white peter pan neckline of her dress. She loved wearing that dress, it made her feel fancy, like she should be having tea in Wonderland, but she loved reading even more, because it was the only way to get there.
After I finished that I found another prompt that I thought was interesting. This one is also from https://girlswritingforgodsglory.wordpress.com.