Today's OneWord: Skater

I always enjoyed watching the figure skaters whenever my sister and I went to the ice rink. I never liked skating myself when I was younger, and of course, now it wasn't even feasible. I sat comfortably in my wheelchair as my sister twirled across the rink's glistening surface, growing whiter and whiter with each graze of the blades strapped to her feet. Nearby, a male skater was approaching her, wide-eyed and curious.

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