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- Rosewood Wand 14 1/4" Essence of Hair from the mane of a Unicorn
Taylor had forgotten how long she had been lying in the entrance hall. The tears hadnt stopped streaming down her cheeks. Dirt clung to the tears on the side of her face from when she was lying face down in the forest. Beads of sweat stuck to her hairline. She still lay face down, in complete and utter pain, unable to move her limbs without surges of such pain. She couldnt remember what happened, she had blacked out and now was in the Entrance Hall. She wished someone would find her, the time seemed to stretch and all she wanted was for someone to tell her things would be ok. To comfort her, she wanted a kind soul after all the pain she had just been through. A sob tore from her throat, her whole body ached, like everyone single inch of her was bruised. She waited, in silence for someone to notice her and tell her everything was ok.