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- Kingwood 15 1/2 with Essence of Thestral Tail Hair
Have you ever heard of serendipity, meetings of predetermination or destiny? Is it possible to believe that every person we meet we are bound to by a thin strand of fate? Maybe this is the answer to so many's question of why things that are so wrong feel so right, and how two people who seem completely opposite in every way can fall madly in love.
The small bell in the corner of the doorway chimed as Alois pushed open the glass door with his shoulder and staggered in with a bag full of groceries. Relieving himself of the heavy burden dragging down his arms, he decided to stop by a restaurant, to eat, and probably, take a minute of a rest. He really didnt get it, but early in that morning, he was woken up by the sweet voice of his mother, telling, or more so, ordering him to go buy groceries, and well, he cannot really refuse at all, what with his mom being a part-veela, a woman which is very beautiful, but not so much when angry. A very furious vela is really not a sight to behold, and so, here he was, taking a rest while trying to count his change.
The restaurant was pretty much vacant, which fortunately almost guaranteed him a peaceful wait. I needed it because his mood was a bit gloomy and despite the mocking of the perfect day outside, inside he felt grey, he was getting rather bored, and he knew that once he return back at the place where he was staying, his boredom would intensify. With a sigh, Alois ordered what he wanted and waited patiently for it to come.
The small bell in the corner of the doorway chimed as Alois pushed open the glass door with his shoulder and staggered in with a bag full of groceries. Relieving himself of the heavy burden dragging down his arms, he decided to stop by a restaurant, to eat, and probably, take a minute of a rest. He really didnt get it, but early in that morning, he was woken up by the sweet voice of his mother, telling, or more so, ordering him to go buy groceries, and well, he cannot really refuse at all, what with his mom being a part-veela, a woman which is very beautiful, but not so much when angry. A very furious vela is really not a sight to behold, and so, here he was, taking a rest while trying to count his change.
The restaurant was pretty much vacant, which fortunately almost guaranteed him a peaceful wait. I needed it because his mood was a bit gloomy and despite the mocking of the perfect day outside, inside he felt grey, he was getting rather bored, and he knew that once he return back at the place where he was staying, his boredom would intensify. With a sigh, Alois ordered what he wanted and waited patiently for it to come.