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Her hair covered her face, hiding her identity. She stared at the road with dark eyes, nervously checking over her shoulder to make sure no one was following her. She was a convict. They were coming for her. Posted By tanariver On 06.02.2012 @ 5:46 am
Her hair covered her face, hiding her identity. She stared at the road with dark eyes, nervously checking over her shoulder to make sure no one was following her. She was a convict. They were coming for her.
