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Aquamarine (completed)
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Concluida, Has publicado jul 03, 2016
Aquamarine has been a mermaid her whole life and a rich one too. One thing she doesn't have is her father. She finds an old ship wreaked boat and a quest from her father. Could it lead to him Or her death? She and her friends will have to find out. Ps a lot of mistakes and the photo isn't mine
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