 Let's pretend he's on time
The Regal was a run-down boxing gym in a run-down part of Blackpool. It was haunted by the ghost of a turn of the century pugilist who had taken the permanent ten count. On the witching hour every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, Damian Pendragon would also haunt The Regal to train. One of his duties with the Ministry was to help ghosts with their unfinished business, and this one surly spirit was looking for the fight of his death.
Damian thought yoga might help. He still favored his right leg, despite it being healed well enough that he no longer had a limp or need for a cane. Only the scar remained.
Breathing, right. Be present. Don't dwell on the past or worry about the future. For someone who worked closely with ghosts, he really should be more aware of his body, and not take breathing for granted.
This was off to a good start.
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