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[ accidental voice ]
-yes, alright! Be right there!
[The feed begins with the sounds of a busy Blue Light, filtered through the pocket of an apron to dull the noise down to a muffled tone. Ginny’s voice rises above the rest, the lightness edged in a tension that must be brought on by balancing a full tray of drink orders on one hand - though you ( Read more... ) -
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The nightmare is deceptively simple. The room Ginny Weasley dreams herself into is perfectly circular and utterly dark, save for the flickering blue light from the torches mounted on the stone walls; between those are doors everywhere, lining the room, and you are surrounded on all sides. Above, the ceiling stretches impossibly high into ( Read more... )