 Oh, how we drift away from our friends. And the ones back home play remember when
To say that Lucy was relieved at the sight of the gate was certainly the understatement of the century. The woman was weary from her perilous assignment and she felt as if her legs might buckle from underneath her but she was determined to exit the mist.
She carefully made her way to her emergency portkey and used it to make her way to the Atrium. |