Tyle Sands -- page 39
A young girl about fifteen.
You see a girl with long dark brown hair, blue eyes, and a tall
slender frame. "How could I possibly not know who I
am?" you mumble out loud. Your mouth has the taste of blood
in it.
Created by Chance on Mar 07 2002
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