The girl, Sally was her name, may have been thought of as typical by some. Yet she was anything but—her hair was glittery, shining like the sun and of a pale yellow straw color, and her eyes. Her eyes were the kind that you could get lost in, as though you were floating on the ocean that lay hidden in the bright blueness reaching across her irises.
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My Creations
RandomThis is a book of some characters that I've begun to craft in addition to some scenes that I'm playing around with. I've not been writing fiction for quite a while, so I'm not sure if I will use any of these in the future. As with anything I write...
