A path is not simply for walking, its purpose lies in moving forward and improving oneself.
Lyra grabbed a plate of chicken wings and placed a few on her own plate, grabbed smashed potatos and some vegetables, she hated vegetables but had learned from her father that it was better to just eat it , it had become more of a habit for her. She made a disgusting face before putting it in her mouth and couldn't help but think that it was actually really good. She grabbed her goblet of pumpkin juice and drank it empty and after she had put the goblet back on the table she grabbed her bag and pulled out her book and looked inside it, she snickered a bit as she heard her brothers voice in her head 'no one in their right minds would take a book to anything when its not needed' but Lyra loved reading and was eager to learn more, so she flipped a page and began reading her Defence against the dark arts book.
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