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Oct 13, 2011 20:45

Viola had begun to believe she had dreamed this place.

It was not, after all, what one expects to find on an Illyrian shore.

But then, neither is it what one expects to find in the Duke's home, a few days later.

And yet, here it is.

And here she is, with her hair cut short and her maid's garments put aside for those of the boy Cersario she now presents herself as.

At least she got to walk in the door this time, rather that surfacing in the lake.

[OOC: Please see note here. Thanks!

viola, william evans, luna lovegood

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