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Finally, some quiet.
You'd think that living in a castle that big, with acres and acres of open space around it, that a sixth year would be able to find SOME peace and quiet. But no - the castle housed thousands of students and they were in every blasted corner.
At least they weren't here. To THIS alley no one ever came - with good reason. It was spooky to say the least... Shrugging off the ascending shiver in her spine, Rachel sat down just out of sight of the main street, but close enough so that she wasn't too deep inside this creepy place.
Leaning up against the wall and trying to ignore the fact that she was sitting on the very smelly street, she closed her eyes and just thought. About everything.
Because, when it comes down to it, thinking had always been her strongest asset. And when she didn't think - bad things happened.
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