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Post by Deleted on Sept 7, 2018 15:10:39 GMT -7
-November 1st 2024-
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Diana exited Merlin’s Mystical Museum of Magic, cloak held closed to protect against the wind. It was a sunny day for once, after several days of rain, but that didn’t make the November afternoon warm. All the leaves on the trees had changed color and most had fallen from their branches, announcing the approach of winter. Despite the cold, the street was bustling, folks taking advantage of the sunshine to run their errands. There was a couple next to Diana, discussing many of the antiques that resided in the Museum. Another pair walking past was discussing an article from the latest issue of Witch Weekly. A mother with her young son listened to his rambling about one of the Professional Quidditch teams.
The young woman, turned to the right, heading down the street. As she walked she raised the hood of her cloak once more to hide her face. No one paid any mind to the look, since many others were dressed quite similarly. Once she was about a block away she pulled a cellphone out from her pocket, checked over her shoulder, before sending a quick text. The phone disappeared as quickly as it’d appeared.