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lilacnight • 10 June 2012 at 10:24 AM
PRONUNCIATION Rea- Ree-uhBlue- Bl-ouA figure walked the streets of Manhattan, long black hair falling long past her shoulders. A slight blue light twinkled from her fingers. The light blue eyes seemed to see something that no one else could see. The thing was, she had control of her color. Everyone has a color, but it matters if you have found it of not. The main character of our story has found her's. Rea, or Blue, ran as fast as she could. Her foot steps followed the blue line, that was leading her into safeness. This girl didn't know why she could see blue line, she didn't know why blue sparks came out of her finger tips. She just knew to trust her fingers. She stopped abruptly, a yelp sticking in her throat. She stepped boldly into the light. Truthfully, Blue was dashingly beautiful. Average height, slim, black hair, bright kind blue eyes, and a welcoming smile."Hello?"
cotton • 16 June 2012 at 7:16 PM
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