For most of her first year, Luna's best friend was a thestral. She doesn't feel like she needs to finish the metaphor to make it work out. She just smiles, pulling her shirt back down her stomach from where it's rucked up, and turns to start walking.
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timeasmymeasure
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Date: 2009-10-02 01:57 am (UTC)