 Technically technical all the time Bookaholic
"Alright," she answered mistily and the two girls wandered over near the barrier to wait. Luna sat down, cross-legged, on top of her trunk and took out her wand. She stared at it for a little while before pointing it down at the concrete platform and began drawing strange pictures in vivid colours, like a child playing with chalk on the sidewalk. Only, her pictures were intricate designs, weaving and swirling, in complex patterns. She hummed to herself as she worked, completely oblivious to the people around her, walking by and giving her strange looks.
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