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TeafortheSoul · 10-01-2009, 09:43 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by The Narrator

Drawn by the faint smell of blood, something silently walks along the outter edge of the forest. He disappears a short time later, leaving behind a few strands of hair along the way.

Question is... will YOU be able to see these hairs?

Quote:

Originally Posted by Cassirin

Copernicus tied the thestral hair into a nearly invisible bracelet around Cela's wrist. "I know you can't see it, but that's a thestral hair. I have one for Plym too. It should stay put until we have to report back."

"Oh!" Celandine beamed. "Thanks! You are so smart." She looked at her wrist in wonderment and then reached into her pocket to pull out some willow leaves that she had found.

"Here, I got these when we were at the whomping willow. Some for you and Plymouth too?"

10-01-2009, 09:43 PM	#97 (permalink)
TeafortheSoul Formerly: Tegz Demiguise Join Date: May 2008 Location: Hobbiton Posts: 24,243 Hogwarts RPG Name: ??? Ravenclaw Hogwarts RPG Name: Ronnie Thurkell Gryffindor Seventh Year x12 x12	comc/herbology lives in a hobbit hole \|\| Ern and Touz's Nuzzle \|\| roflysst \|\| looking at a seed packet Quote: Originally Posted by The Narrator Drawn by the faint smell of blood, something silently walks along the outter edge of the forest. He disappears a short time later, leaving behind a few strands of hair along the way. Question is... will YOU be able to see these hairs? Quote: Originally Posted by Cassirin Copernicus tied the thestral hair into a nearly invisible bracelet around Cela's wrist. "I know you can't see it, but that's a thestral hair. I have one for Plym too. It should stay put until we have to report back." "Oh!" Celandine beamed. "Thanks! You are so smart." She looked at her wrist in wonderment and then reached into her pocket to pull out some willow leaves that she had found. "Here, I got these when we were at the whomping willow. Some for you and Plymouth too?" __________________ love is like a letter wrote :: and life is like an envelope be careful who you give it to :: they might not give it back to you