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- 27 (31/12/2035)
since moving back to New Zealand Selene had grown a lot. When she had arrived she had felt like a broken vase. All shattered on the floor haunted by her mistakes in the past and some she knew she was yet to make. It had taken her a few years but she had managed to pull the bits together to the point when she felt like a fully functioning person. Even her mum selling the eye hadn’t caused her to break like she knew it would have done in the past. She had even considered buying it but had decided against it as even though go she enjoyed working in the shop it isn’t where she wanted her future to be and she had somewhere decided she should pick her future sometimes and not just go with what was predicted without at least trying to direct it.
She was still taking plenty of time to herself to unwind relax and care for herself. One of her favorite places had become the park in brightstone. She had always found nature relaxing and it had become a weekly retail on one of her days off to go to brightstone, get a cup of chai from the cafe and spend a few hours in the park. It didn’t matter what time of the year. She had watched the seasons change from winter where she would rig up warm clasp her cup tight with her scarf around her neck until her butt and toes went numb from the cold or a beautiful day like today, late spring with the garden beds filled with flowers and birds singing in the trees. No matter the weather she would sit on a picnic blanket and read for a few hours. Or sometime write in her journal or make a start on her new project. An idea she had come up with recently and was slowly starting to put into words. Today was a journal do so as she sat there she she got out a set of muggle coloured pens which she had to admit were far more practical for writing on the go than quills and ink and started to write.
She was still taking plenty of time to herself to unwind relax and care for herself. One of her favorite places had become the park in brightstone. She had always found nature relaxing and it had become a weekly retail on one of her days off to go to brightstone, get a cup of chai from the cafe and spend a few hours in the park. It didn’t matter what time of the year. She had watched the seasons change from winter where she would rig up warm clasp her cup tight with her scarf around her neck until her butt and toes went numb from the cold or a beautiful day like today, late spring with the garden beds filled with flowers and birds singing in the trees. No matter the weather she would sit on a picnic blanket and read for a few hours. Or sometime write in her journal or make a start on her new project. An idea she had come up with recently and was slowly starting to put into words. Today was a journal do so as she sat there she she got out a set of muggle coloured pens which she had to admit were far more practical for writing on the go than quills and ink and started to write.