 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
It wasn’t surprising that so many of her classmates leaned towards listing a tradition that stemmed from their own families. Claudine honestly felt a little uncomfortable because she couldn’t help, in that moment, to miss her family. She was allowed to even though a fair few of them were killers, right? Sigh. When did her life become so complicated?
Claudine kept her head down and worked on making her notes. Maybe one day she’d have traditions with her own family. She’d see what life had in store for her in that aspect. The mention of decorating had her brightening up, however. Christmas had always been her favourite holiday.
One spell immediately came to mind. She raised a hand. “There’s ‘Crystallus Decus’, the spell that transfigures a small amount of snow into ice ornaments.”
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