Mina

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It was something about her that made me want to know more, that made me want to look deeper. Something about her made me want to explore her deepest and darkest fears. I wanted to know what made her angry and what made her cry. It wasn't the way she walked or even the way she talked. It was the way she looked out the window when she was deep in thought. Maybe it's the way she halfway smiled or the way she looked down as if she was hiding from something, perhaps her demons.

Mina had just moved into the neighborhood. She had the body of a Vogue model yet she stood awkwardly and her presence wasn't as bold as her features. She had long dark hair, almond shaped dark eyes and a dark aura about her. Something about Mina Fare struck me to explore her mind and body. Something magnetic was pulling me towards her. I just had to figure out what.

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