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The Headmaster straightened the once loose tie by his neck as he stepped from the flames. He brushed any little specks of dust or soot from the well fitting robes then made his way over to the desk. Files, things he should get himself briefed on. There was a lesson the very first thing in the morning if he remembered correctly; an unfortunate inconvenience if nothing else.
The man grimaced down at the book of lesson plans, flipping through a few of the pages. This would cut into valuable time that could otherwise be gainfully spent. How many of these did he have to suffer through?
Across the table, he glanced at the photo of the children. They would be at the school somewhere, so he'd have to keep an eye out for them.
Dissatisfied, he pushed up from the chair and moved over to the window. In the dark, he could make out the omnious shape of trees. The forest.
Hm.
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______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.
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