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Post by Dovasary Kandinsky on May 17, 2007 20:12:15 GMT -5
It was that time of the year, yes it was another school year for Dovasary. She decided to head down to the black lake just because it was her favorite spot and it help her think. This year she was trying to come up with some info on her parents, the ones that abandon her when she was a little girl, not even a week old. Her brother had told her that didn't remember anything about them so that didn't help at all. She sighed softly to herself as she walked over to a nearby tree, shading her away from the fierce sun. 'What I need is a friend who is very trustworthy and smart, someone that can help me out a bit,' Dovasary thought as she play with her fingers, leaning her back aganist the tree.
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