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- Rowan Wand 15" Essence of Fang of Basilisk
Charlene looked down at her watch again and sighed. It had been a full fifteen minutes. She wondered if James had gotten lost going downstairs. No, but he couldn't have. That, she had to admit, was nearly impossible to do. I mean, where else could you go but down? She slid down against an oak tree to wait, singing a song to herself. She hoped she'd get enough time to practice her vocals, since it did seem they might be pretty busy...