Cyrus was blasting around on his broom fearlessly when the two boys behind him to STOP! "Don't be a sissy-la-la mate!" He said manically, "Throw caution to thah' WIIIIND!" His accent boomed through the entrance area.
But wait, they were saying something about a key. A KEY.
Sounded exciting.
Slamming the broom to a halt, the first year eyed the two kids he was flying. "Should be land?" Brown eyes were beaming with adventure.
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