Isabelle Lightwood
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The sun had risen as Isabelle Lightwood walked onto the high school grounds. Today Isabelle had worn a simple white shirt and dark blue jeans. Her eyes widened as she spotted a slender, dirt covered skin young woman with odd clothes, insect like movement and a lack of emotion on her face “Easy there little one you are safe, what's your name?” Isabelle asked kindly as she noted the height and weight paired with an unsettling aura.