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- Rowan Wand 15" Essence of Fang of Basilisk
Charlene wound her way up the stairs toward the rooftop, feeling the need for some peace and quiet. She frowned when she got to the North Tower, unable to find the way all the way up. Sighing, she found a secluded spot and lay down to stare at the clear night sky. The stars glittered and shimmered, smiling back down at her. Charlene lay her head on her hands. She had so much free time she didn't even know what to do with it now. A huge change from Korea. A feeling of nostalgia came over her, and she began wishing that she was still home, with people that she knew, with people that she loved. Trying to push the feeling back down, she began singing a song, a slow ballad, in Korean. It was a song that Seulong had taught her just a week before she had left South Korea for New Zealand.
"Charari naega nuhl jikineungae
Naeuljido moreun saenggakee
Eejaeneun naega nuhl ahnahjoogo
Saranghaejoogo shipdan saenggakee deuluhtsuh..."
Her voice sounded weird, a bit muffled, because she was laying down, but she didn't really care. Her mind was off in Korea, her real home.
"Charari naega nuhl jikineungae
Naeuljido moreun saenggakee
Eejaeneun naega nuhl ahnahjoogo
Saranghaejoogo shipdan saenggakee deuluhtsuh..."
Her voice sounded weird, a bit muffled, because she was laying down, but she didn't really care. Her mind was off in Korea, her real home.