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Super Spaz
Dylan eyed the moving jars. He would've thought it odd, but it was a magic school. Anything was possible. He eyed the one in his hand. Dittany. He took a deep breath. He poured some of it onto the rag. He started to dab the hole. ARGH stung!!!! It hurt. He winced slightly. Now to pass off the fact that he was feeling better.
He smiled, "I feel alot better now thank you." Yep alot better.
Well, at least he was not bleeding anymore. And that lifted a large portion of the uneasiness. But, one thing still remained uncertain. Just how did Dylan end up with such an injury to begin with?
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Good, Good." He said feeling more relieved. "
Dylan? Dylan, do you remember anything about the dreams you had last night?"
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Oh, Miss Starstalker?" He cut his own statement. "
Miss Starstalker, do not worry about fetching the healer just yet." He said, hoping to stop her before she got too far.