Compression

But here is Melody at the door; she shall introduce herself. A girl of twelve years old, with a face like a flower. A broad white forehead, with dark hair curling round it in rings and tendrils as delicate as those of a vine; a sweet, steadfast mouth, large blue eyes, clear and calm under the long dark lashes, but with a something in them which makes the stranger turn to look at them again. He may look several times before he discovers the reason of their fixed, unchanging calm. The lovely mouth smiles, the exquisite face lights up with gladness or softens into sympathy or pity; but the blue eyes do not flash or soften, for Melody is blind.

World count:120

But here is Melody at the door; she shall introduce herself. A girl of twelve years old. A broad forehead, with hair curling round it in rings and tendrils, a mouth, eyes, lashes, but with a something in them. He may look several times before he discovers the reason of their calm. The mouth smiles, the face lights up or softens into sympathy or pity; but the eyes do not flash or soften, Melody is blind.

word count: 76

But here is Melody at the door. A girl of twelve years old. A forehead, with hair in rings and tendrils, mouth, eyes, lashes, but with a something in them. He may look before he discovers the reason of their calm. The mouth smiles, the face lights up or softens into sympathy or pity; but the eyes do not flash or soften, Melody is blind.

World count: 65