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- Ash Wand 14 1/4 Essence of Hair from the Tail of a Male Unicorn
Ivana was sitting on a random tree swing she had found. She didn't know who had made it but she liked it and sat there frequently when she had to think. She had recently been given news that the family was going back over to New Zealand for a while during the holidays for 'buisiness' as her daddy called it. She had asked him nicely and he had told Ivana that they would be allowed to drop into see Shaylah, her childhood best friend.
Ivana had just written to Shaylah to tell her she would be coming to see her. She sat on the rope swing, it was suprisingly comfertable, and ignored everything around her. She closed her eyes and daydreamed as she swung to and fro, higher and higher each time. Ivana was completely unaware of the person behind her.
Ivana had just written to Shaylah to tell her she would be coming to see her. She sat on the rope swing, it was suprisingly comfertable, and ignored everything around her. She closed her eyes and daydreamed as she swung to and fro, higher and higher each time. Ivana was completely unaware of the person behind her.