Name: Aylin. I do not think that I have a last name, but for these purposes Ingram will suffice.
Age: I am not sure anymore, to be honest. Sometimes I think I have been living in this house forever. I know it is not true, but after so many eternities it has ceased to matter. Fifteen was how old I was a long time ago. Fifteen I shall be, if it suits this purpose. I will be older if I must.
Profession: None. I have no need of money for food or drink, and I am not fond of sunlight. I dabble in many things as hobbies. At the moment, I am taking up the pipe organ. It is a difficult instrument, with more complexity than a piano.
How many pen pals are you interested in acquiring? No more than one, certainly! I do not wish to become… distracted.
What qualities do you seek in a pen pal? Someone young, willing to open their eyes and ears. Someone who is willing to tell me about their life. Someone who does not mind that I live in a town with a dark reputation.
Would you ever like to meet your pen pal face to face? Maybe. If they do not mind coming to Forgotten Hollow, the town of dark mystery and dead founders. If they do not mind staying in a house that has more basements than floors, in a bedroom that seems only freshly cleared of cobwebs.
And, most of all, if they do not mind the smell of garlic.