trish. (simplicity) wrote in fourteenshades, @ 2012-11-24 19:55:00 |
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Occasionally, Trish had a hard time being a patient person. In the midst of a new village - what seemed like an entirely magical one at that - waiting for a good friend to show her around, it was very much one of those times. She had rather easily found her way to the park from the library she had woken up in. As she wandered, she clutched her journal. It wasn't the journal she had wished she had, the one with all her potions notes, but this proved to be just as good. This one was interactive, and Georoge's handwriting was so nice to see. Idly she wandered in slow circles, pressing patterns in the grass. |