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Last edited by Mahlioz Evethisawe on 1 Mar 2026, 04:37, edited 1 time in total.
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XXXXX𝓢unlight streamed through the window above Mylo, illuminating the table and books in front of him in a soft yellow glow. They had just managed to finish the last bit of study they still had left from the previous week which meant that the rest of their afternoon was free, ready to be filled with whatever relaxing activity Mylo fancied.
Putting away their study materials their sights fell on the small book that permanently resided in a separate pocket in their bag, kept away from the rest of their stuff as to make sure it didn't get damaged, an idea forming in his mind as to what exact relaxing activity they would be keeping himself busy with for the next few hours.
Making their way onto the now familiar grounds Mylo scanned the area, looking for the best spot to spend their afternoon drawing. It didn't take long before their eyes landed on a small cluster of trees by the lake, one large oak standing out amongst the rest and creating a lovely shadow which invited Mylo to go sit underneath it.
It didn't take long to walk over but it gave Mylo plenty of time to sit with their own thoughts, something they hadn't enjoyed much recently due to the fact that a few not so nice thoughts had decided to take up permanent residence in his mind. It was no where near as bad as it had been a few months ago when a series of unfortunate events had made them snap, but ever since then they couldn't block out their own mind as much as before. Hopefully drawing would help, forcing him to focus on the technique and what he was actually seeing instead of hearing. A safe haven that would hopefully help prepare them for the week ahead.
As Mylo found themselves below the large oak tree something caught their eye, and looking up it seemed like another student had had the same idea Mylo had. Up on a branch above Mylo's head Mahlioz was sat, sketch book in hand and their bag attached to another nearby branch. Not wanting to disturb the peace the Slytherin probably wanted to much Mylo quickly tried to grab her attention.
"Hi, sorry. Do you mind if I sit down here? Or would you prefer I go somewhere else?"
𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 𝐎𝐍, 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐑 ; 𝓯𝓵𝓸𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓫𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓶 𝓪𝓰𝓪𝓲𝓷. xx |
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| sta • 8 | eva • 7 | str • 5 You will grow strong wis • 10 | arc • 7 | acc • 8 | Perf. | Wand. | Calm. pres. In the softest way ability | ability | ability |