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Post by Cassandra Westwood on Oct 30, 2007 0:38:47 GMT -5
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If one looked up into the sky right about now, they would spot a plain white dove flying by. It wasn’t any ordinary dove though. The dove perched on the fence near the pub and remained there for several minutes before flying off again towards the back of the pub. Several moments later, a young female emerged. The blonde’s hair was slightly disheveled and she was dusting off her clothes. Still, she didn’t look too upset about how she looked. A slight grin could be seen on Cassandra’s face as she made her way up to the front entrance of the Lazy Coachman. She always felt uplifted whenever she had just flown from the castle into the small magical village. Nothing like a good flight in the air that wouldn’t chase her troubles away.
Not that she had any troubles. Not lately at least. School was beginning soon. She was one of the four founders of the school. Students were attending the school. And she was happy. Cassandra was a contented woman. And she could use a drink. After spending the whole morning looking through her lesson plans, Cassie had decided that she needed to take a break. So she came here. Pushing the door and entering the pub, Cass went over to the bar area and got herself a Butterbeer. Settling herself down on a table somewhere in the middle, the blonde sipped on her drink.
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