Dude. The Pensevies aint got nothing on you. Aslan is the God
Ramona got to the front of the que, the two timeturners dangiling off her dainty wrist, she placed it down on the counter carefully, staring at it lovinly, she then placed the two two-way mirrors on the desk carefully not letting them smash and let the cloak flutter down on the counter and dropped the camera on top of it. How much? She asked, taking out some of the money in her purse
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