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Welcome to the second version of a newly renovated Never-Ending Story!
This game, originally started by qoldenwonder, really tests the creativity of all you writers out there. Together we are going to create our own stories related to Harry Potter's magical world; however, there is a bit of a twist. Only 1 word can be added to the story at a time. Because of this, it is imperative that you read the entire story before posting. Once you have done so, copy the text from the last post and add a word that will make sense. To avoid posts being super long, our stories will end once 1000 posts have been made. When this happens, the story-making process begins again from a single word as a new version of the game will be made.
The following is an example of how the game is played:
Text Cut: Click for the example!
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Originally Posted by Post #712
There once was a wizard named Tiberius. He owned a large puffapod garden, and he would run through this garden and sing to his wonderful plants as often as he could. Tiberius was one of those wizards who believed that each of his puffapods had feelings, which was why he sang to them nearly every day. But he could tell that his friends were not exactly the happiest of plants when he couldn't come out and play with them. Today was one of those days.
"I am terribly sorry that I did not visit yesterday, my dear friends," old Tiberius cooed, giving each puffapod a pat on the petals as he walked by them. "It was raining, and I had no umbrella to keep me dry."
Before the man was finished with his apology, the puffapods began to move about happily. Without a moment of hesitation, Tiberius began to sing a lullaby his mother used to sing to him when he was a baby. His singing seemed to have a peculiar affect on the plants, as their roots gradually came out of the ground and they started to dance around him. This did not surprise Tiberius at all. In fact, this was something that he always loved witnessing.
For many hours, Tiberius sang and the puffapods danced. It seemed like the fun would never end. But a terrible creature suddenly jumped out of the woods. The creature started stomping on the puffapods with its feet and put them in its mouth. The old man didn't notice something was going terribly wrong until the puffapods started running toward his house. When he turned around, he saw a gigantic mountain troll was terrorizing his plants.
"Excuse me, troll," he said, poking the troll's leg with his wand. "But you are squishing and eating my friends. I'd appreciate it if you did not do that."
Tiberius was pushed to the side by the troll. He watched as it roared angrily at him and scooped up another puffapod that hadn't found refuge in his home. Pulling himself up from the ground, Tiberius pointed his wand at the troll's face. He did not understand what it had told him for he did not speak the grunting language of the trolls. So he quickly flicked his wand and asked, "Why do you continue to eat my friends after I asked you not to?"
The troll looked down at him, confused as to why Tiberius had not run away like the majority of his plants. "Because I'm hungry!" it simply answered. Then it started chasing after a brave risk-taking puffapod, which had made a run for the house after leaving its hiding place behind a bush.
That was when Tiberius had an idea.
"Stop! Stop! Stop!" he shouted after the troll. He would not tolerate the creature eating more of his plants. They were scared, which upset him greatly. This was a place of happiness, not fear and destruction.
After the troll had turned around to look at him, Tiberius declared, "You are going to stop chasing after my puffapods this very moment. What did they ever do to you?" He knew that they had not done a single wrong to the mountain troll, so he was not surprised at all when the troll kept quiet and looked at the ground.
"So this is what is going to happen. First you are going to make the puffapods' bed since you destroyed that with your feet. I spent a very long time making a comfortable environment for them to stay in. Next you are going to apologize to my friends. This kind of a fright is not good for their petals, which many seemed to have fallen off." Tiberius paused for a moment, letting that entire message sink in the troll's mind. But then he smiled up at the troll and added, "Once you have done so, I will make us some supper."
Without saying a single word, the troll did as Tiberius said. It started running its hands through the earth and made rows for the puffapods. As the troll was doing this, curious puffapods slowly made their way out of the house. They couldn't help put dig their roots into the soil and wiggle with delight. When all
Quote:
Originally Posted by Post #713
There once was a wizard named Tiberius. He owned a large puffapod garden, and he would run through this garden and sing to his wonderful plants as often as he could. Tiberius was one of those wizards who believed that each of his puffapods had feelings, which was why he sang to them nearly every day. But he could tell that his friends were not exactly the happiest of plants when he couldn't come out and play with them. Today was one of those days.
"I am terribly sorry that I did not visit yesterday, my dear friends," old Tiberius cooed, giving each puffapod a pat on the petals as he walked by them. "It was raining, and I had no umbrella to keep me dry."
Before the man was finished with his apology, the puffapods began to move about happily. Without a moment of hesitation, Tiberius began to sing a lullaby his mother used to sing to him when he was a baby. His singing seemed to have a peculiar affect on the plants, as their roots gradually came out of the ground and they started to dance around him. This did not surprise Tiberius at all. In fact, this was something that he always loved witnessing.
For many hours, Tiberius sang and the puffapods danced. It seemed like the fun would never end. But a terrible creature suddenly jumped out of the woods. The creature started stomping on the puffapods with its feet and put them in its mouth. The old man didn't notice something was going terribly wrong until the puffapods started running toward his house. When he turned around, he saw a gigantic mountain troll was terrorizing his plants.
"Excuse me, troll," he said, poking the troll's leg with his wand. "But you are squishing and eating my friends. I'd appreciate it if you did not do that."
Tiberius was pushed to the side by the troll. He watched as it roared angrily at him and scooped up another puffapod that hadn't found refuge in his home. Pulling himself up from the ground, Tiberius pointed his wand at the troll's face. He did not understand what it had told him for he did not speak the grunting language of the trolls. So he quickly flicked his wand and asked, "Why do you continue to eat my friends after I asked you not to?"
The troll looked down at him, confused as to why Tiberius had not run away like the majority of his plants. "Because I'm hungry!" it simply answered. Then it started chasing after a brave risk-taking puffapod, which had made a run for the house after leaving its hiding place behind a bush.
That was when Tiberius had an idea.
"Stop! Stop! Stop!" he shouted after the troll. He would not tolerate the creature eating more of his plants. They were scared, which upset him greatly. This was a place of happiness, not fear and destruction.
After the troll had turned around to look at him, Tiberius declared, "You are going to stop chasing after my puffapods this very moment. What did they ever do to you?" He knew that they had not done a single wrong to the mountain troll, so he was not surprised at all when the troll kept quiet and looked at the ground.
"So this is what is going to happen. First you are going to make the puffapods' bed since you destroyed that with your feet. I spent a very long time making a comfortable environment for them to stay in. Next you are going to apologize to my friends. This kind of a fright is not good for their petals, which many seemed to have fallen off." Tiberius paused for a moment, letting that entire message sink in the troll's mind. But then he smiled up at the troll and added, "Once you have done so, I will make us some supper."
Without saying a single word, the troll did as Tiberius said. It started running its hands through the earth and made rows for the puffapods. As the troll was doing this, curious puffapods slowly made their way out of the house. They couldn't help put dig their roots into the soil and wiggle with delight. When all of
Once there has been no magical ways to fly, because broomsticks were vanishing from all over the globe, the wizarding world decided they needed some help. So, together, they decided that they should hire someone who knew everything about broomsticks. One ancient witch came to talk to the professional broom manufacturer in the country on Slovakia, who agreed to help to solve the conundrum of transporting brooms.
To get the important broom, they needed to dance wonderful melodies together, which aroused souls of ancient worlds. The people who were organising the soiree were Australian Squibs, who flew to the boat. "The place is Boat, " spoke one of the boys who had been making a wonderful meal for himself. Now he admitted that there were only enough food plates for important people, but they were willing to go searching for important brooms.
Suddenly a crazy unicorn zoomed from Wonderland. Rainbows started shooting from his horn and suddenly a huge monster chased the Boat out of the water. A gigantic eagle soared above the sea and devoured an owl, which burst into flames. The disturbance made them crash into a pile of leaves. This strange occurrence woke horde dragon horde and blew away all the other beings.
Meanwhile, the Squibs are understandably staring for for obvious brooms were in the unicorn's foresight a wizard saw a tiny and ferocious Niffler that dug many holes. Creating some nets from trees and berries, they caught it and convinced it to allow them to dig in the area. Weeks passed before they were able to create traps for Nifflers. Meanwhile dragons were burning through walls at Camelot as Nifflers burrowed items for leprechaun dancers to sell. These items could burn through everything except golden dragons. Thestrals flew away from Occamys which bit it at its nose. It shrieked like a banshee since it was crying loudly and snot from its nose dribbled horrifically. Witches flew crazily without caring for goblins which always seemed ridiculous although the trolls who danced were dizzy.
However, there were many ugly pixies running amok amongst herds of centaurs, which were becoming dangerous everyday. There happened to be no sniffers nearby, unfortunately because of the rain pouring from massive, dark storm clouds. Crups with chew toys didn't notice, because they never pay attention, unless there are foods. Beside the usual wailing of banshees, noise was coming from the oven until it explodes into three pieces.
During one rather stormy night, the streets' lights exploded causing massive sparks in the village where the water was mysteriously rusty, like a red railing. Trolls gathered near the pond; that caused a mayhem. Since one particular event, which rain flooded around a gate to cause destruction in the field. This was not helpful, due in fact to whatever got destroyed by the Trolls. There came help from an obnoxious Seer, who smelled oddly like a cat. Perhaps she took daily strolls around the pond of Ducks. It certainly was quite unusual to have such an extraordinary Seer appear. But in one swift attack, the dreaded Acromantula came towards the giant, its many beady eyes focused on the Seer.
There was No other options, only one. Tonight was perfect for some trouble, lurking and rule breaking. A sudden rush of wind emitted from the far end of a hauntingly silent streetlamp and made the bulb dim. Where the mischievous breeze originated, no one knows. There was
Once there has been no magical ways to fly, because broomsticks were vanishing from all over the globe, the wizarding world decided they needed some help. So, together, they decided that they should hire someone who knew everything about broomsticks. One ancient witch came to talk to the professional broom manufacturer in the country on Slovakia, who agreed to help to solve the conundrum of transporting brooms.
To get the important broom, they needed to dance wonderful melodies together, which aroused souls of ancient worlds. The people who were organising the soiree were Australian Squibs, who flew to the boat. "The place is Boat, " spoke one of the boys who had been making a wonderful meal for himself. Now he admitted that there were only enough food plates for important people, but they were willing to go searching for important brooms.
Suddenly a crazy unicorn zoomed from Wonderland. Rainbows started shooting from his horn and suddenly a huge monster chased the Boat out of the water. A gigantic eagle soared above the sea and devoured an owl, which burst into flames. The disturbance made them crash into a pile of leaves. This strange occurrence woke horde dragon horde and blew away all the other beings.
Meanwhile, the Squibs are understandably staring for for obvious brooms were in the unicorn's foresight a wizard saw a tiny and ferocious Niffler that dug many holes. Creating some nets from trees and berries, they caught it and convinced it to allow them to dig in the area. Weeks passed before they were able to create traps for Nifflers. Meanwhile dragons were burning through walls at Camelot as Nifflers burrowed items for leprechaun dancers to sell. These items could burn through everything except golden dragons. Thestrals flew away from Occamys which bit it at its nose. It shrieked like a banshee since it was crying loudly and snot from its nose dribbled horrifically. Witches flew crazily without caring for goblins which always seemed ridiculous although the trolls who danced were dizzy.
However, there were many ugly pixies running amok amongst herds of centaurs, which were becoming dangerous everyday. There happened to be no sniffers nearby, unfortunately because of the rain pouring from massive, dark storm clouds. Crups with chew toys didn't notice, because they never pay attention, unless there are foods. Beside the usual wailing of banshees, noise was coming from the oven until it explodes into three pieces.
During one rather stormy night, the streets' lights exploded causing massive sparks in the village where the water was mysteriously rusty, like a red railing. Trolls gathered near the pond; that caused a mayhem. Since one particular event, which rain flooded around a gate to cause destruction in the field. This was not helpful, due in fact to whatever got destroyed by the Trolls. There came help from an obnoxious Seer, who smelled oddly like a cat. Perhaps she took daily strolls around the pond of Ducks. It certainly was quite unusual to have such an extraordinary Seer appear. But in one swift attack, the dreaded Acromantula came towards the giant, its many beady eyes focused on the Seer.
There was No other options, only one. Tonight was perfect for some trouble, lurking and rule breaking. A sudden rush of wind emitted from the far end of a hauntingly silent streetlamp and made the bulb dim. Where the mischievous breeze originated, no one knows. There was not
Little Fox | ½ of Lauralie | Ravenclaw with a Hufflepuff heart and a Gryffindor soul | #HouseNATARIANA
Once there has been no magical ways to fly, because broomsticks were vanishing from all over the globe, the wizarding world decided they needed some help. So, together, they decided that they should hire someone who knew everything about broomsticks. One ancient witch came to talk to the professional broom manufacturer in the country on Slovakia, who agreed to help to solve the conundrum of transporting brooms.
To get the important broom, they needed to dance wonderful melodies together, which aroused souls of ancient worlds. The people who were organising the soiree were Australian Squibs, who flew to the boat. "The place is Boat, " spoke one of the boys who had been making a wonderful meal for himself. Now he admitted that there were only enough food plates for important people, but they were willing to go searching for important brooms.
Suddenly a crazy unicorn zoomed from Wonderland. Rainbows started shooting from his horn and suddenly a huge monster chased the Boat out of the water. A gigantic eagle soared above the sea and devoured an owl, which burst into flames. The disturbance made them crash into a pile of leaves. This strange occurrence woke horde dragon horde and blew away all the other beings.
Meanwhile, the Squibs are understandably staring for for obvious brooms were in the unicorn's foresight a wizard saw a tiny and ferocious Niffler that dug many holes. Creating some nets from trees and berries, they caught it and convinced it to allow them to dig in the area. Weeks passed before they were able to create traps for Nifflers. Meanwhile dragons were burning through walls at Camelot as Nifflers burrowed items for leprechaun dancers to sell. These items could burn through everything except golden dragons. Thestrals flew away from Occamys which bit it at its nose. It shrieked like a banshee since it was crying loudly and snot from its nose dribbled horrifically. Witches flew crazily without caring for goblins which always seemed ridiculous although the trolls who danced were dizzy.
However, there were many ugly pixies running amok amongst herds of centaurs, which were becoming dangerous everyday. There happened to be no sniffers nearby, unfortunately because of the rain pouring from massive, dark storm clouds. Crups with chew toys didn't notice, because they never pay attention, unless there are foods. Beside the usual wailing of banshees, noise was coming from the oven until it explodes into three pieces.
During one rather stormy night, the streets' lights exploded causing massive sparks in the village where the water was mysteriously rusty, like a red railing. Trolls gathered near the pond; that caused a mayhem. Since one particular event, which rain flooded around a gate to cause destruction in the field. This was not helpful, due in fact to whatever got destroyed by the Trolls. There came help from an obnoxious Seer, who smelled oddly like a cat. Perhaps she took daily strolls around the pond of Ducks. It certainly was quite unusual to have such an extraordinary Seer appear. But in one swift attack, the dreaded Acromantula came towards the giant, its many beady eyes focused on the Seer.
There was No other options, only one. Tonight was perfect for some trouble, lurking and rule breaking. A sudden rush of wind emitted from the far end of a hauntingly silent streetlamp and made the bulb dim. Where the mischievous breeze originated, no one knows. There was not a
~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Once there has been no magical ways to fly, because broomsticks were vanishing from all over the globe, the wizarding world decided they needed some help. So, together, they decided that they should hire someone who knew everything about broomsticks. One ancient witch came to talk to the professional broom manufacturer in the country on Slovakia, who agreed to help to solve the conundrum of transporting brooms.
To get the important broom, they needed to dance wonderful melodies together, which aroused souls of ancient worlds. The people who were organising the soiree were Australian Squibs, who flew to the boat. "The place is Boat, " spoke one of the boys who had been making a wonderful meal for himself. Now he admitted that there were only enough food plates for important people, but they were willing to go searching for important brooms.
Suddenly a crazy unicorn zoomed from Wonderland. Rainbows started shooting from his horn and suddenly a huge monster chased the Boat out of the water. A gigantic eagle soared above the sea and devoured an owl, which burst into flames. The disturbance made them crash into a pile of leaves. This strange occurrence woke horde dragon horde and blew away all the other beings.
Meanwhile, the Squibs are understandably staring for for obvious brooms were in the unicorn's foresight a wizard saw a tiny and ferocious Niffler that dug many holes. Creating some nets from trees and berries, they caught it and convinced it to allow them to dig in the area. Weeks passed before they were able to create traps for Nifflers. Meanwhile dragons were burning through walls at Camelot as Nifflers burrowed items for leprechaun dancers to sell. These items could burn through everything except golden dragons. Thestrals flew away from Occamys which bit it at its nose. It shrieked like a banshee since it was crying loudly and snot from its nose dribbled horrifically. Witches flew crazily without caring for goblins which always seemed ridiculous although the trolls who danced were dizzy.
However, there were many ugly pixies running amok amongst herds of centaurs, which were becoming dangerous everyday. There happened to be no sniffers nearby, unfortunately because of the rain pouring from massive, dark storm clouds. Crups with chew toys didn't notice, because they never pay attention, unless there are foods. Beside the usual wailing of banshees, noise was coming from the oven until it explodes into three pieces.
During one rather stormy night, the streets' lights exploded causing massive sparks in the village where the water was mysteriously rusty, like a red railing. Trolls gathered near the pond; that caused a mayhem. Since one particular event, which rain flooded around a gate to cause destruction in the field. This was not helpful, due in fact to whatever got destroyed by the Trolls. There came help from an obnoxious Seer, who smelled oddly like a cat. Perhaps she took daily strolls around the pond of Ducks. It certainly was quite unusual to have such an extraordinary Seer appear. But in one swift attack, the dreaded Acromantula came towards the giant, its many beady eyes focused on the Seer.
There was No other options, only one. Tonight was perfect for some trouble, lurking and rule breaking. A sudden rush of wind emitted from the far end of a hauntingly silent streetlamp and made the bulb dim. Where the mischievous breeze originated, no one knows. There was not a kneazle
Little Fox | ½ of Lauralie | Ravenclaw with a Hufflepuff heart and a Gryffindor soul | #HouseNATARIANA
Once there has been no magical ways to fly, because broomsticks were vanishing from all over the globe, the wizarding world decided they needed some help. So, together, they decided that they should hire someone who knew everything about broomsticks. One ancient witch came to talk to the professional broom manufacturer in the country on Slovakia, who agreed to help to solve the conundrum of transporting brooms.
To get the important broom, they needed to dance wonderful melodies together, which aroused souls of ancient worlds. The people who were organising the soiree were Australian Squibs, who flew to the boat. "The place is Boat, " spoke one of the boys who had been making a wonderful meal for himself. Now he admitted that there were only enough food plates for important people, but they were willing to go searching for important brooms.
Suddenly a crazy unicorn zoomed from Wonderland. Rainbows started shooting from his horn and suddenly a huge monster chased the Boat out of the water. A gigantic eagle soared above the sea and devoured an owl, which burst into flames. The disturbance made them crash into a pile of leaves. This strange occurrence woke horde dragon horde and blew away all the other beings.
Meanwhile, the Squibs are understandably staring for for obvious brooms were in the unicorn's foresight a wizard saw a tiny and ferocious Niffler that dug many holes. Creating some nets from trees and berries, they caught it and convinced it to allow them to dig in the area. Weeks passed before they were able to create traps for Nifflers. Meanwhile dragons were burning through walls at Camelot as Nifflers burrowed items for leprechaun dancers to sell. These items could burn through everything except golden dragons. Thestrals flew away from Occamys which bit it at its nose. It shrieked like a banshee since it was crying loudly and snot from its nose dribbled horrifically. Witches flew crazily without caring for goblins which always seemed ridiculous although the trolls who danced were dizzy.
However, there were many ugly pixies running amok amongst herds of centaurs, which were becoming dangerous everyday. There happened to be no sniffers nearby, unfortunately because of the rain pouring from massive, dark storm clouds. Crups with chew toys didn't notice, because they never pay attention, unless there are foods. Beside the usual wailing of banshees, noise was coming from the oven until it explodes into three pieces.
During one rather stormy night, the streets' lights exploded causing massive sparks in the village where the water was mysteriously rusty, like a red railing. Trolls gathered near the pond; that caused a mayhem. Since one particular event, which rain flooded around a gate to cause destruction in the field. This was not helpful, due in fact to whatever got destroyed by the Trolls. There came help from an obnoxious Seer, who smelled oddly like a cat. Perhaps she took daily strolls around the pond of Ducks. It certainly was quite unusual to have such an extraordinary Seer appear. But in one swift attack, the dreaded Acromantula came towards the giant, its many beady eyes focused on the Seer.
There was No other options, only one. Tonight was perfect for some trouble, lurking and rule breaking. A sudden rush of wind emitted from the far end of a hauntingly silent streetlamp and made the bulb dim. Where the mischievous breeze originated, no one knows. There was not a kneazle, but
Once there has been no magical ways to fly, because broomsticks were vanishing from all over the globe, the wizarding world decided they needed some help. So, together, they decided that they should hire someone who knew everything about broomsticks. One ancient witch came to talk to the professional broom manufacturer in the country on Slovakia, who agreed to help to solve the conundrum of transporting brooms.
To get the important broom, they needed to dance wonderful melodies together, which aroused souls of ancient worlds. The people who were organising the soiree were Australian Squibs, who flew to the boat. "The place is Boat, " spoke one of the boys who had been making a wonderful meal for himself. Now he admitted that there were only enough food plates for important people, but they were willing to go searching for important brooms.
Suddenly a crazy unicorn zoomed from Wonderland. Rainbows started shooting from his horn and suddenly a huge monster chased the Boat out of the water. A gigantic eagle soared above the sea and devoured an owl, which burst into flames. The disturbance made them crash into a pile of leaves. This strange occurrence woke horde dragon horde and blew away all the other beings.
Meanwhile, the Squibs are understandably staring for for obvious brooms were in the unicorn's foresight a wizard saw a tiny and ferocious Niffler that dug many holes. Creating some nets from trees and berries, they caught it and convinced it to allow them to dig in the area. Weeks passed before they were able to create traps for Nifflers. Meanwhile dragons were burning through walls at Camelot as Nifflers burrowed items for leprechaun dancers to sell. These items could burn through everything except golden dragons. Thestrals flew away from Occamys which bit it at its nose. It shrieked like a banshee since it was crying loudly and snot from its nose dribbled horrifically. Witches flew crazily without caring for goblins which always seemed ridiculous although the trolls who danced were dizzy.
However, there were many ugly pixies running amok amongst herds of centaurs, which were becoming dangerous everyday. There happened to be no sniffers nearby, unfortunately because of the rain pouring from massive, dark storm clouds. Crups with chew toys didn't notice, because they never pay attention, unless there are foods. Beside the usual wailing of banshees, noise was coming from the oven until it explodes into three pieces.
During one rather stormy night, the streets' lights exploded causing massive sparks in the village where the water was mysteriously rusty, like a red railing. Trolls gathered near the pond; that caused a mayhem. Since one particular event, which rain flooded around a gate to cause destruction in the field. This was not helpful, due in fact to whatever got destroyed by the Trolls. There came help from an obnoxious Seer, who smelled oddly like a cat. Perhaps she took daily strolls around the pond of Ducks. It certainly was quite unusual to have such an extraordinary Seer appear. But in one swift attack, the dreaded Acromantula came towards the giant, its many beady eyes focused on the Seer.
There was No other options, only one. Tonight was perfect for some trouble, lurking and rule breaking. A sudden rush of wind emitted from the far end of a hauntingly silent streetlamp and made the bulb dim. Where the mischievous breeze originated, no one knows. There was not a kneazle, but an
Little Fox | ½ of Lauralie | Ravenclaw with a Hufflepuff heart and a Gryffindor soul | #HouseNATARIANA
Once there has been no magical ways to fly, because broomsticks were vanishing from all over the globe, the wizarding world decided they needed some help. So, together, they decided that they should hire someone who knew everything about broomsticks. One ancient witch came to talk to the professional broom manufacturer in the country on Slovakia, who agreed to help to solve the conundrum of transporting brooms.
To get the important broom, they needed to dance wonderful melodies together, which aroused souls of ancient worlds. The people who were organising the soiree were Australian Squibs, who flew to the boat. "The place is Boat, " spoke one of the boys who had been making a wonderful meal for himself. Now he admitted that there were only enough food plates for important people, but they were willing to go searching for important brooms.
Suddenly a crazy unicorn zoomed from Wonderland. Rainbows started shooting from his horn and suddenly a huge monster chased the Boat out of the water. A gigantic eagle soared above the sea and devoured an owl, which burst into flames. The disturbance made them crash into a pile of leaves. This strange occurrence woke horde dragon horde and blew away all the other beings.
Meanwhile, the Squibs are understandably staring for for obvious brooms were in the unicorn's foresight a wizard saw a tiny and ferocious Niffler that dug many holes. Creating some nets from trees and berries, they caught it and convinced it to allow them to dig in the area. Weeks passed before they were able to create traps for Nifflers. Meanwhile dragons were burning through walls at Camelot as Nifflers burrowed items for leprechaun dancers to sell. These items could burn through everything except golden dragons. Thestrals flew away from Occamys which bit it at its nose. It shrieked like a banshee since it was crying loudly and snot from its nose dribbled horrifically. Witches flew crazily without caring for goblins which always seemed ridiculous although the trolls who danced were dizzy.
However, there were many ugly pixies running amok amongst herds of centaurs, which were becoming dangerous everyday. There happened to be no sniffers nearby, unfortunately because of the rain pouring from massive, dark storm clouds. Crups with chew toys didn't notice, because they never pay attention, unless there are foods. Beside the usual wailing of banshees, noise was coming from the oven until it explodes into three pieces.
During one rather stormy night, the streets' lights exploded causing massive sparks in the village where the water was mysteriously rusty, like a red railing. Trolls gathered near the pond; that caused a mayhem. Since one particular event, which rain flooded around a gate to cause destruction in the field. This was not helpful, due in fact to whatever got destroyed by the Trolls. There came help from an obnoxious Seer, who smelled oddly like a cat. Perhaps she took daily strolls around the pond of Ducks. It certainly was quite unusual to have such an extraordinary Seer appear. But in one swift attack, the dreaded Acromantula came towards the giant, its many beady eyes focused on the Seer.
There was No other options, only one. Tonight was perfect for some trouble, lurking and rule breaking. A sudden rush of wind emitted from the far end of a hauntingly silent streetlamp and made the bulb dim. Where the mischievous breeze originated, no one knows. There was not a kneazle, but an orange
Once there has been no magical ways to fly, because broomsticks were vanishing from all over the globe, the wizarding world decided they needed some help. So, together, they decided that they should hire someone who knew everything about broomsticks. One ancient witch came to talk to the professional broom manufacturer in the country on Slovakia, who agreed to help to solve the conundrum of transporting brooms.
To get the important broom, they needed to dance wonderful melodies together, which aroused souls of ancient worlds. The people who were organising the soiree were Australian Squibs, who flew to the boat. "The place is Boat, " spoke one of the boys who had been making a wonderful meal for himself. Now he admitted that there were only enough food plates for important people, but they were willing to go searching for important brooms.
Suddenly a crazy unicorn zoomed from Wonderland. Rainbows started shooting from his horn and suddenly a huge monster chased the Boat out of the water. A gigantic eagle soared above the sea and devoured an owl, which burst into flames. The disturbance made them crash into a pile of leaves. This strange occurrence woke horde dragon horde and blew away all the other beings.
Meanwhile, the Squibs are understandably staring for for obvious brooms were in the unicorn's foresight a wizard saw a tiny and ferocious Niffler that dug many holes. Creating some nets from trees and berries, they caught it and convinced it to allow them to dig in the area. Weeks passed before they were able to create traps for Nifflers. Meanwhile dragons were burning through walls at Camelot as Nifflers burrowed items for leprechaun dancers to sell. These items could burn through everything except golden dragons. Thestrals flew away from Occamys which bit it at its nose. It shrieked like a banshee since it was crying loudly and snot from its nose dribbled horrifically. Witches flew crazily without caring for goblins which always seemed ridiculous although the trolls who danced were dizzy.
However, there were many ugly pixies running amok amongst herds of centaurs, which were becoming dangerous everyday. There happened to be no sniffers nearby, unfortunately because of the rain pouring from massive, dark storm clouds. Crups with chew toys didn't notice, because they never pay attention, unless there are foods. Beside the usual wailing of banshees, noise was coming from the oven until it explodes into three pieces.
During one rather stormy night, the streets' lights exploded causing massive sparks in the village where the water was mysteriously rusty, like a red railing. Trolls gathered near the pond; that caused a mayhem. Since one particular event, which rain flooded around a gate to cause destruction in the field. This was not helpful, due in fact to whatever got destroyed by the Trolls. There came help from an obnoxious Seer, who smelled oddly like a cat. Perhaps she took daily strolls around the pond of Ducks. It certainly was quite unusual to have such an extraordinary Seer appear. But in one swift attack, the dreaded Acromantula came towards the giant, its many beady eyes focused on the Seer.
There was No other options, only one. Tonight was perfect for some trouble, lurking and rule breaking. A sudden rush of wind emitted from the far end of a hauntingly silent streetlamp and made the bulb dim. Where the mischievous breeze originated, no one knows. There was not a kneazle, but an orange niffler
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quickly moving towards a storm, moving forward, torn___________________ _____________ into pieces over reasons of what these storms are for
~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Once there has been no magical ways to fly, because broomsticks were vanishing from all over the globe, the wizarding world decided they needed some help. So, together, they decided that they should hire someone who knew everything about broomsticks. One ancient witch came to talk to the professional broom manufacturer in the country on Slovakia, who agreed to help to solve the conundrum of transporting brooms.
To get the important broom, they needed to dance wonderful melodies together, which aroused souls of ancient worlds. The people who were organising the soiree were Australian Squibs, who flew to the boat. "The place is Boat, " spoke one of the boys who had been making a wonderful meal for himself. Now he admitted that there were only enough food plates for important people, but they were willing to go searching for important brooms.
Suddenly a crazy unicorn zoomed from Wonderland. Rainbows started shooting from his horn and suddenly a huge monster chased the Boat out of the water. A gigantic eagle soared above the sea and devoured an owl, which burst into flames. The disturbance made them crash into a pile of leaves. This strange occurrence woke horde dragon horde and blew away all the other beings.
Meanwhile, the Squibs are understandably staring for for obvious brooms were in the unicorn's foresight a wizard saw a tiny and ferocious Niffler that dug many holes. Creating some nets from trees and berries, they caught it and convinced it to allow them to dig in the area. Weeks passed before they were able to create traps for Nifflers. Meanwhile dragons were burning through walls at Camelot as Nifflers burrowed items for leprechaun dancers to sell. These items could burn through everything except golden dragons. Thestrals flew away from Occamys which bit it at its nose. It shrieked like a banshee since it was crying loudly and snot from its nose dribbled horrifically. Witches flew crazily without caring for goblins which always seemed ridiculous although the trolls who danced were dizzy.
However, there were many ugly pixies running amok amongst herds of centaurs, which were becoming dangerous everyday. There happened to be no sniffers nearby, unfortunately because of the rain pouring from massive, dark storm clouds. Crups with chew toys didn't notice, because they never pay attention, unless there are foods. Beside the usual wailing of banshees, noise was coming from the oven until it explodes into three pieces.
During one rather stormy night, the streets' lights exploded causing massive sparks in the village where the water was mysteriously rusty, like a red railing. Trolls gathered near the pond; that caused a mayhem. Since one particular event, which rain flooded around a gate to cause destruction in the field. This was not helpful, due in fact to whatever got destroyed by the Trolls. There came help from an obnoxious Seer, who smelled oddly like a cat. Perhaps she took daily strolls around the pond of Ducks. It certainly was quite unusual to have such an extraordinary Seer appear. But in one swift attack, the dreaded Acromantula came towards the giant, its many beady eyes focused on the Seer.
There was No other options, only one. Tonight was perfect for some trouble, lurking and rule breaking. A sudden rush of wind emitted from the far end of a hauntingly silent streetlamp and made the bulb dim. Where the mischievous breeze originated, no one knows. There was not a kneazle, but an orange niffler scuttling
Once there has been no magical ways to fly, because broomsticks were vanishing from all over the globe, the wizarding world decided they needed some help. So, together, they decided that they should hire someone who knew everything about broomsticks. One ancient witch came to talk to the professional broom manufacturer in the country on Slovakia, who agreed to help to solve the conundrum of transporting brooms.
To get the important broom, they needed to dance wonderful melodies together, which aroused souls of ancient worlds. The people who were organising the soiree were Australian Squibs, who flew to the boat. "The place is Boat, " spoke one of the boys who had been making a wonderful meal for himself. Now he admitted that there were only enough food plates for important people, but they were willing to go searching for important brooms.
Suddenly a crazy unicorn zoomed from Wonderland. Rainbows started shooting from his horn and suddenly a huge monster chased the Boat out of the water. A gigantic eagle soared above the sea and devoured an owl, which burst into flames. The disturbance made them crash into a pile of leaves. This strange occurrence woke horde dragon horde and blew away all the other beings.
Meanwhile, the Squibs are understandably staring for for obvious brooms were in the unicorn's foresight a wizard saw a tiny and ferocious Niffler that dug many holes. Creating some nets from trees and berries, they caught it and convinced it to allow them to dig in the area. Weeks passed before they were able to create traps for Nifflers. Meanwhile dragons were burning through walls at Camelot as Nifflers burrowed items for leprechaun dancers to sell. These items could burn through everything except golden dragons. Thestrals flew away from Occamys which bit it at its nose. It shrieked like a banshee since it was crying loudly and snot from its nose dribbled horrifically. Witches flew crazily without caring for goblins which always seemed ridiculous although the trolls who danced were dizzy.
However, there were many ugly pixies running amok amongst herds of centaurs, which were becoming dangerous everyday. There happened to be no sniffers nearby, unfortunately because of the rain pouring from massive, dark storm clouds. Crups with chew toys didn't notice, because they never pay attention, unless there are foods. Beside the usual wailing of banshees, noise was coming from the oven until it explodes into three pieces.
During one rather stormy night, the streets' lights exploded causing massive sparks in the village where the water was mysteriously rusty, like a red railing. Trolls gathered near the pond; that caused a mayhem. Since one particular event, which rain flooded around a gate to cause destruction in the field. This was not helpful, due in fact to whatever got destroyed by the Trolls. There came help from an obnoxious Seer, who smelled oddly like a cat. Perhaps she took daily strolls around the pond of Ducks. It certainly was quite unusual to have such an extraordinary Seer appear. But in one swift attack, the dreaded Acromantula came towards the giant, its many beady eyes focused on the Seer.
There was No other options, only one. Tonight was perfect for some trouble, lurking and rule breaking. A sudden rush of wind emitted from the far end of a hauntingly silent streetlamp and made the bulb dim. Where the mischievous breeze originated, no one knows. There was not a kneazle, but an orange niffler scuttling away
Little Fox | ½ of Lauralie | Ravenclaw with a Hufflepuff heart and a Gryffindor soul | #HouseNATARIANA
Once there has been no magical ways to fly, because broomsticks were vanishing from all over the globe, the wizarding world decided they needed some help. So, together, they decided that they should hire someone who knew everything about broomsticks. One ancient witch came to talk to the professional broom manufacturer in the country on Slovakia, who agreed to help to solve the conundrum of transporting brooms.
To get the important broom, they needed to dance wonderful melodies together, which aroused souls of ancient worlds. The people who were organising the soiree were Australian Squibs, who flew to the boat. "The place is Boat, " spoke one of the boys who had been making a wonderful meal for himself. Now he admitted that there were only enough food plates for important people, but they were willing to go searching for important brooms.
Suddenly a crazy unicorn zoomed from Wonderland. Rainbows started shooting from his horn and suddenly a huge monster chased the Boat out of the water. A gigantic eagle soared above the sea and devoured an owl, which burst into flames. The disturbance made them crash into a pile of leaves. This strange occurrence woke horde dragon horde and blew away all the other beings.
Meanwhile, the Squibs are understandably staring for for obvious brooms were in the unicorn's foresight a wizard saw a tiny and ferocious Niffler that dug many holes. Creating some nets from trees and berries, they caught it and convinced it to allow them to dig in the area. Weeks passed before they were able to create traps for Nifflers. Meanwhile dragons were burning through walls at Camelot as Nifflers burrowed items for leprechaun dancers to sell. These items could burn through everything except golden dragons. Thestrals flew away from Occamys which bit it at its nose. It shrieked like a banshee since it was crying loudly and snot from its nose dribbled horrifically. Witches flew crazily without caring for goblins which always seemed ridiculous although the trolls who danced were dizzy.
However, there were many ugly pixies running amok amongst herds of centaurs, which were becoming dangerous everyday. There happened to be no sniffers nearby, unfortunately because of the rain pouring from massive, dark storm clouds. Crups with chew toys didn't notice, because they never pay attention, unless there are foods. Beside the usual wailing of banshees, noise was coming from the oven until it explodes into three pieces.
During one rather stormy night, the streets' lights exploded causing massive sparks in the village where the water was mysteriously rusty, like a red railing. Trolls gathered near the pond; that caused a mayhem. Since one particular event, which rain flooded around a gate to cause destruction in the field. This was not helpful, due in fact to whatever got destroyed by the Trolls. There came help from an obnoxious Seer, who smelled oddly like a cat. Perhaps she took daily strolls around the pond of Ducks. It certainly was quite unusual to have such an extraordinary Seer appear. But in one swift attack, the dreaded Acromantula came towards the giant, its many beady eyes focused on the Seer.
There was No other options, only one. Tonight was perfect for some trouble, lurking and rule breaking. A sudden rush of wind emitted from the far end of a hauntingly silent streetlamp and made the bulb dim. Where the mischievous breeze originated, no one knows. There was not a kneazle, but an orange niffler scuttling away. It
~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Once there has been no magical ways to fly, because broomsticks were vanishing from all over the globe, the wizarding world decided they needed some help. So, together, they decided that they should hire someone who knew everything about broomsticks. One ancient witch came to talk to the professional broom manufacturer in the country on Slovakia, who agreed to help to solve the conundrum of transporting brooms.
To get the important broom, they needed to dance wonderful melodies together, which aroused souls of ancient worlds. The people who were organising the soiree were Australian Squibs, who flew to the boat. "The place is Boat, " spoke one of the boys who had been making a wonderful meal for himself. Now he admitted that there were only enough food plates for important people, but they were willing to go searching for important brooms.
Suddenly a crazy unicorn zoomed from Wonderland. Rainbows started shooting from his horn and suddenly a huge monster chased the Boat out of the water. A gigantic eagle soared above the sea and devoured an owl, which burst into flames. The disturbance made them crash into a pile of leaves. This strange occurrence woke horde dragon horde and blew away all the other beings.
Meanwhile, the Squibs are understandably staring for for obvious brooms were in the unicorn's foresight a wizard saw a tiny and ferocious Niffler that dug many holes. Creating some nets from trees and berries, they caught it and convinced it to allow them to dig in the area. Weeks passed before they were able to create traps for Nifflers. Meanwhile dragons were burning through walls at Camelot as Nifflers burrowed items for leprechaun dancers to sell. These items could burn through everything except golden dragons. Thestrals flew away from Occamys which bit it at its nose. It shrieked like a banshee since it was crying loudly and snot from its nose dribbled horrifically. Witches flew crazily without caring for goblins which always seemed ridiculous although the trolls who danced were dizzy.
However, there were many ugly pixies running amok amongst herds of centaurs, which were becoming dangerous everyday. There happened to be no sniffers nearby, unfortunately because of the rain pouring from massive, dark storm clouds. Crups with chew toys didn't notice, because they never pay attention, unless there are foods. Beside the usual wailing of banshees, noise was coming from the oven until it explodes into three pieces.
During one rather stormy night, the streets' lights exploded causing massive sparks in the village where the water was mysteriously rusty, like a red railing. Trolls gathered near the pond; that caused a mayhem. Since one particular event, which rain flooded around a gate to cause destruction in the field. This was not helpful, due in fact to whatever got destroyed by the Trolls. There came help from an obnoxious Seer, who smelled oddly like a cat. Perhaps she took daily strolls around the pond of Ducks. It certainly was quite unusual to have such an extraordinary Seer appear. But in one swift attack, the dreaded Acromantula came towards the giant, its many beady eyes focused on the Seer.
There was No other options, only one. Tonight was perfect for some trouble, lurking and rule breaking. A sudden rush of wind emitted from the far end of a hauntingly silent streetlamp and made the bulb dim. Where the mischievous breeze originated, no one knows. There was not a kneazle, but an orange niffler scuttling away. It squeaked
Little Fox | ½ of Lauralie | Ravenclaw with a Hufflepuff heart and a Gryffindor soul | #HouseNATARIANA
Once there has been no magical ways to fly, because broomsticks were vanishing from all over the globe, the wizarding world decided they needed some help. So, together, they decided that they should hire someone who knew everything about broomsticks. One ancient witch came to talk to the professional broom manufacturer in the country on Slovakia, who agreed to help to solve the conundrum of transporting brooms.
To get the important broom, they needed to dance wonderful melodies together, which aroused souls of ancient worlds. The people who were organising the soiree were Australian Squibs, who flew to the boat. "The place is Boat, " spoke one of the boys who had been making a wonderful meal for himself. Now he admitted that there were only enough food plates for important people, but they were willing to go searching for important brooms.
Suddenly a crazy unicorn zoomed from Wonderland. Rainbows started shooting from his horn and suddenly a huge monster chased the Boat out of the water. A gigantic eagle soared above the sea and devoured an owl, which burst into flames. The disturbance made them crash into a pile of leaves. This strange occurrence woke horde dragon horde and blew away all the other beings.
Meanwhile, the Squibs are understandably staring for for obvious brooms were in the unicorn's foresight a wizard saw a tiny and ferocious Niffler that dug many holes. Creating some nets from trees and berries, they caught it and convinced it to allow them to dig in the area. Weeks passed before they were able to create traps for Nifflers. Meanwhile dragons were burning through walls at Camelot as Nifflers burrowed items for leprechaun dancers to sell. These items could burn through everything except golden dragons. Thestrals flew away from Occamys which bit it at its nose. It shrieked like a banshee since it was crying loudly and snot from its nose dribbled horrifically. Witches flew crazily without caring for goblins which always seemed ridiculous although the trolls who danced were dizzy.
However, there were many ugly pixies running amok amongst herds of centaurs, which were becoming dangerous everyday. There happened to be no sniffers nearby, unfortunately because of the rain pouring from massive, dark storm clouds. Crups with chew toys didn't notice, because they never pay attention, unless there are foods. Beside the usual wailing of banshees, noise was coming from the oven until it explodes into three pieces.
During one rather stormy night, the streets' lights exploded causing massive sparks in the village where the water was mysteriously rusty, like a red railing. Trolls gathered near the pond; that caused a mayhem. Since one particular event, which rain flooded around a gate to cause destruction in the field. This was not helpful, due in fact to whatever got destroyed by the Trolls. There came help from an obnoxious Seer, who smelled oddly like a cat. Perhaps she took daily strolls around the pond of Ducks. It certainly was quite unusual to have such an extraordinary Seer appear. But in one swift attack, the dreaded Acromantula came towards the giant, its many beady eyes focused on the Seer.
There was No other options, only one. Tonight was perfect for some trouble, lurking and rule breaking. A sudden rush of wind emitted from the far end of a hauntingly silent streetlamp and made the bulb dim. Where the mischievous breeze originated, no one knows. There was not a kneazle, but an orange niffler scuttling away. It squeaked before
Once there has been no magical ways to fly, because broomsticks were vanishing from all over the globe, the wizarding world decided they needed some help. So, together, they decided that they should hire someone who knew everything about broomsticks. One ancient witch came to talk to the professional broom manufacturer in the country on Slovakia, who agreed to help to solve the conundrum of transporting brooms.
To get the important broom, they needed to dance wonderful melodies together, which aroused souls of ancient worlds. The people who were organising the soiree were Australian Squibs, who flew to the boat. "The place is Boat, " spoke one of the boys who had been making a wonderful meal for himself. Now he admitted that there were only enough food plates for important people, but they were willing to go searching for important brooms.
Suddenly a crazy unicorn zoomed from Wonderland. Rainbows started shooting from his horn and suddenly a huge monster chased the Boat out of the water. A gigantic eagle soared above the sea and devoured an owl, which burst into flames. The disturbance made them crash into a pile of leaves. This strange occurrence woke horde dragon horde and blew away all the other beings.
Meanwhile, the Squibs are understandably staring for for obvious brooms were in the unicorn's foresight a wizard saw a tiny and ferocious Niffler that dug many holes. Creating some nets from trees and berries, they caught it and convinced it to allow them to dig in the area. Weeks passed before they were able to create traps for Nifflers. Meanwhile dragons were burning through walls at Camelot as Nifflers burrowed items for leprechaun dancers to sell. These items could burn through everything except golden dragons. Thestrals flew away from Occamys which bit it at its nose. It shrieked like a banshee since it was crying loudly and snot from its nose dribbled horrifically. Witches flew crazily without caring for goblins which always seemed ridiculous although the trolls who danced were dizzy.
However, there were many ugly pixies running amok amongst herds of centaurs, which were becoming dangerous everyday. There happened to be no sniffers nearby, unfortunately because of the rain pouring from massive, dark storm clouds. Crups with chew toys didn't notice, because they never pay attention, unless there are foods. Beside the usual wailing of banshees, noise was coming from the oven until it explodes into three pieces.
During one rather stormy night, the streets' lights exploded causing massive sparks in the village where the water was mysteriously rusty, like a red railing. Trolls gathered near the pond; that caused a mayhem. Since one particular event, which rain flooded around a gate to cause destruction in the field. This was not helpful, due in fact to whatever got destroyed by the Trolls. There came help from an obnoxious Seer, who smelled oddly like a cat. Perhaps she took daily strolls around the pond of Ducks. It certainly was quite unusual to have such an extraordinary Seer appear. But in one swift attack, the dreaded Acromantula came towards the giant, its many beady eyes focused on the Seer.
There was no other options, only one. Tonight was perfect for some trouble, lurking and rule breaking. A sudden rush of wind emitted from the far end of a hauntingly silent streetlamp and made the bulb dim. Where the mischievous breeze originated, no one knows. There was not a kneazle, but an orange niffler scuttling away. It squeaked before anyone
Once there has been no magical ways to fly, because broomsticks were vanishing from all over the globe, the wizarding world decided they needed some help. So, together, they decided that they should hire someone who knew everything about broomsticks. One ancient witch came to talk to the professional broom manufacturer in the country on Slovakia, who agreed to help to solve the conundrum of transporting brooms.
To get the important broom, they needed to dance wonderful melodies together, which aroused souls of ancient worlds. The people who were organising the soiree were Australian Squibs, who flew to the boat. "The place is Boat, " spoke one of the boys who had been making a wonderful meal for himself. Now he admitted that there were only enough food plates for important people, but they were willing to go searching for important brooms.
Suddenly a crazy unicorn zoomed from Wonderland. Rainbows started shooting from his horn and suddenly a huge monster chased the Boat out of the water. A gigantic eagle soared above the sea and devoured an owl, which burst into flames. The disturbance made them crash into a pile of leaves. This strange occurrence woke horde dragon horde and blew away all the other beings.
Meanwhile, the Squibs are understandably staring for for obvious brooms were in the unicorn's foresight a wizard saw a tiny and ferocious Niffler that dug many holes. Creating some nets from trees and berries, they caught it and convinced it to allow them to dig in the area. Weeks passed before they were able to create traps for Nifflers. Meanwhile dragons were burning through walls at Camelot as Nifflers burrowed items for leprechaun dancers to sell. These items could burn through everything except golden dragons. Thestrals flew away from Occamys which bit it at its nose. It shrieked like a banshee since it was crying loudly and snot from its nose dribbled horrifically. Witches flew crazily without caring for goblins which always seemed ridiculous although the trolls who danced were dizzy.
However, there were many ugly pixies running amok amongst herds of centaurs, which were becoming dangerous everyday. There happened to be no sniffers nearby, unfortunately because of the rain pouring from massive, dark storm clouds. Crups with chew toys didn't notice, because they never pay attention, unless there are foods. Beside the usual wailing of banshees, noise was coming from the oven until it explodes into three pieces.
During one rather stormy night, the streets' lights exploded causing massive sparks in the village where the water was mysteriously rusty, like a red railing. Trolls gathered near the pond; that caused a mayhem. Since one particular event, which rain flooded around a gate to cause destruction in the field. This was not helpful, due in fact to whatever got destroyed by the Trolls. There came help from an obnoxious Seer, who smelled oddly like a cat. Perhaps she took daily strolls around the pond of Ducks. It certainly was quite unusual to have such an extraordinary Seer appear. But in one swift attack, the dreaded Acromantula came towards the giant, its many beady eyes focused on the Seer.
There was no other options, only one. Tonight was perfect for some trouble, lurking and rule breaking. A sudden rush of wind emitted from the far end of a hauntingly silent streetlamp and made the bulb dim. Where the mischievous breeze originated, no one knows. There was not a kneazle, but an orange niffler scuttling away. It squeaked before anyone could
Little Fox | ½ of Lauralie | Ravenclaw with a Hufflepuff heart and a Gryffindor soul | #HouseNATARIANA
Once there has been no magical ways to fly, because broomsticks were vanishing from all over the globe, the wizarding world decided they needed some help. So, together, they decided that they should hire someone who knew everything about broomsticks. One ancient witch came to talk to the professional broom manufacturer in the country on Slovakia, who agreed to help to solve the conundrum of transporting brooms.
To get the important broom, they needed to dance wonderful melodies together, which aroused souls of ancient worlds. The people who were organising the soiree were Australian Squibs, who flew to the boat. "The place is Boat, " spoke one of the boys who had been making a wonderful meal for himself. Now he admitted that there were only enough food plates for important people, but they were willing to go searching for important brooms.
Suddenly a crazy unicorn zoomed from Wonderland. Rainbows started shooting from his horn and suddenly a huge monster chased the Boat out of the water. A gigantic eagle soared above the sea and devoured an owl, which burst into flames. The disturbance made them crash into a pile of leaves. This strange occurrence woke horde dragon horde and blew away all the other beings.
Meanwhile, the Squibs are understandably staring for for obvious brooms were in the unicorn's foresight a wizard saw a tiny and ferocious Niffler that dug many holes. Creating some nets from trees and berries, they caught it and convinced it to allow them to dig in the area. Weeks passed before they were able to create traps for Nifflers. Meanwhile dragons were burning through walls at Camelot as Nifflers burrowed items for leprechaun dancers to sell. These items could burn through everything except golden dragons. Thestrals flew away from Occamys which bit it at its nose. It shrieked like a banshee since it was crying loudly and snot from its nose dribbled horrifically. Witches flew crazily without caring for goblins which always seemed ridiculous although the trolls who danced were dizzy.
However, there were many ugly pixies running amok amongst herds of centaurs, which were becoming dangerous everyday. There happened to be no sniffers nearby, unfortunately because of the rain pouring from massive, dark storm clouds. Crups with chew toys didn't notice, because they never pay attention, unless there are foods. Beside the usual wailing of banshees, noise was coming from the oven until it explodes into three pieces.
During one rather stormy night, the streets' lights exploded causing massive sparks in the village where the water was mysteriously rusty, like a red railing. Trolls gathered near the pond; that caused a mayhem. Since one particular event, which rain flooded around a gate to cause destruction in the field. This was not helpful, due in fact to whatever got destroyed by the Trolls. There came help from an obnoxious Seer, who smelled oddly like a cat. Perhaps she took daily strolls around the pond of Ducks. It certainly was quite unusual to have such an extraordinary Seer appear. But in one swift attack, the dreaded Acromantula came towards the giant, its many beady eyes focused on the Seer.
There was no other options, only one. Tonight was perfect for some trouble, lurking and rule breaking. A sudden rush of wind emitted from the far end of a hauntingly silent streetlamp and made the bulb dim. Where the mischievous breeze originated, no one knows. There was not a kneazle, but an orange niffler scuttling away. It squeaked before anyone could stop
~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Once there has been no magical ways to fly, because broomsticks were vanishing from all over the globe, the wizarding world decided they needed some help. So, together, they decided that they should hire someone who knew everything about broomsticks. One ancient witch came to talk to the professional broom manufacturer in the country on Slovakia, who agreed to help to solve the conundrum of transporting brooms.
To get the important broom, they needed to dance wonderful melodies together, which aroused souls of ancient worlds. The people who were organising the soiree were Australian Squibs, who flew to the boat. "The place is Boat, " spoke one of the boys who had been making a wonderful meal for himself. Now he admitted that there were only enough food plates for important people, but they were willing to go searching for important brooms.
Suddenly a crazy unicorn zoomed from Wonderland. Rainbows started shooting from his horn and suddenly a huge monster chased the Boat out of the water. A gigantic eagle soared above the sea and devoured an owl, which burst into flames. The disturbance made them crash into a pile of leaves. This strange occurrence woke horde dragon horde and blew away all the other beings.
Meanwhile, the Squibs are understandably staring for for obvious brooms were in the unicorn's foresight a wizard saw a tiny and ferocious Niffler that dug many holes. Creating some nets from trees and berries, they caught it and convinced it to allow them to dig in the area. Weeks passed before they were able to create traps for Nifflers. Meanwhile dragons were burning through walls at Camelot as Nifflers burrowed items for leprechaun dancers to sell. These items could burn through everything except golden dragons. Thestrals flew away from Occamys which bit it at its nose. It shrieked like a banshee since it was crying loudly and snot from its nose dribbled horrifically. Witches flew crazily without caring for goblins which always seemed ridiculous although the trolls who danced were dizzy.
However, there were many ugly pixies running amok amongst herds of centaurs, which were becoming dangerous everyday. There happened to be no sniffers nearby, unfortunately because of the rain pouring from massive, dark storm clouds. Crups with chew toys didn't notice, because they never pay attention, unless there are foods. Beside the usual wailing of banshees, noise was coming from the oven until it explodes into three pieces.
During one rather stormy night, the streets' lights exploded causing massive sparks in the village where the water was mysteriously rusty, like a red railing. Trolls gathered near the pond; that caused a mayhem. Since one particular event, which rain flooded around a gate to cause destruction in the field. This was not helpful, due in fact to whatever got destroyed by the Trolls. There came help from an obnoxious Seer, who smelled oddly like a cat. Perhaps she took daily strolls around the pond of Ducks. It certainly was quite unusual to have such an extraordinary Seer appear. But in one swift attack, the dreaded Acromantula came towards the giant, its many beady eyes focused on the Seer.
There was no other options, only one. Tonight was perfect for some trouble, lurking and rule breaking. A sudden rush of wind emitted from the far end of a hauntingly silent streetlamp and made the bulb dim. Where the mischievous breeze originated, no one knows. There was not a kneazle, but an orange niffler scuttling away. It squeaked before anyone could stop it
Little Fox | ½ of Lauralie | Ravenclaw with a Hufflepuff heart and a Gryffindor soul | #HouseNATARIANA
Once there has been no magical ways to fly, because broomsticks were vanishing from all over the globe, the wizarding world decided they needed some help. So, together, they decided that they should hire someone who knew everything about broomsticks. One ancient witch came to talk to the professional broom manufacturer in the country on Slovakia, who agreed to help to solve the conundrum of transporting brooms.
To get the important broom, they needed to dance wonderful melodies together, which aroused souls of ancient worlds. The people who were organising the soiree were Australian Squibs, who flew to the boat. "The place is Boat, " spoke one of the boys who had been making a wonderful meal for himself. Now he admitted that there were only enough food plates for important people, but they were willing to go searching for important brooms.
Suddenly a crazy unicorn zoomed from Wonderland. Rainbows started shooting from his horn and suddenly a huge monster chased the Boat out of the water. A gigantic eagle soared above the sea and devoured an owl, which burst into flames. The disturbance made them crash into a pile of leaves. This strange occurrence woke horde dragon horde and blew away all the other beings.
Meanwhile, the Squibs are understandably staring for for obvious brooms were in the unicorn's foresight a wizard saw a tiny and ferocious Niffler that dug many holes. Creating some nets from trees and berries, they caught it and convinced it to allow them to dig in the area. Weeks passed before they were able to create traps for Nifflers. Meanwhile dragons were burning through walls at Camelot as Nifflers burrowed items for leprechaun dancers to sell. These items could burn through everything except golden dragons. Thestrals flew away from Occamys which bit it at its nose. It shrieked like a banshee since it was crying loudly and snot from its nose dribbled horrifically. Witches flew crazily without caring for goblins which always seemed ridiculous although the trolls who danced were dizzy.
However, there were many ugly pixies running amok amongst herds of centaurs, which were becoming dangerous everyday. There happened to be no sniffers nearby, unfortunately because of the rain pouring from massive, dark storm clouds. Crups with chew toys didn't notice, because they never pay attention, unless there are foods. Beside the usual wailing of banshees, noise was coming from the oven until it explodes into three pieces.
During one rather stormy night, the streets' lights exploded causing massive sparks in the village where the water was mysteriously rusty, like a red railing. Trolls gathered near the pond; that caused a mayhem. Since one particular event, which rain flooded around a gate to cause destruction in the field. This was not helpful, due in fact to whatever got destroyed by the Trolls. There came help from an obnoxious Seer, who smelled oddly like a cat. Perhaps she took daily strolls around the pond of Ducks. It certainly was quite unusual to have such an extraordinary Seer appear. But in one swift attack, the dreaded Acromantula came towards the giant, its many beady eyes focused on the Seer.
There was no other options, only one. Tonight was perfect for some trouble, lurking and rule breaking. A sudden rush of wind emitted from the far end of a hauntingly silent streetlamp and made the bulb dim. Where the mischievous breeze originated, no one knows. There was not a kneazle, but an orange niffler scuttling away. It squeaked before anyone could stop it. Then
Once there has been no magical ways to fly, because broomsticks were vanishing from all over the globe, the wizarding world decided they needed some help. So, together, they decided that they should hire someone who knew everything about broomsticks. One ancient witch came to talk to the professional broom manufacturer in the country on Slovakia, who agreed to help to solve the conundrum of transporting brooms.
To get the important broom, they needed to dance wonderful melodies together, which aroused souls of ancient worlds. The people who were organizing the soiree were Australian Squibs, who flew to the boat. "The place is Boat, " spoke one of the boys who had been making a wonderful meal for himself. Now he admitted that there were only enough food plates for important people, but they were willing to go searching for important brooms.
Suddenly a crazy unicorn zoomed from Wonderland. Rainbows started shooting from his horn and suddenly a huge monster chased the Boat out of the water. A gigantic eagle soared above the sea and devoured an owl, which burst into flames. The disturbance made them crash into a pile of leaves. This strange occurrence woke horde dragon horde and blew away all the other beings.
Meanwhile, the Squibs are understandably staring for for obvious brooms were in the unicorn's foresight a wizard saw a tiny and ferocious Niffler that dug many holes. Creating some nets from trees and berries, they caught it and convinced it to allow them to dig in the area. Weeks passed before they were able to create traps for Nifflers. Meanwhile dragons were burning through walls at Camelot as Nifflers burrowed items for leprechaun dancers to sell. These items could burn through everything except golden dragons. Thestrals flew away from Occamys which bit it at its nose. It shrieked like a banshee since it was crying loudly and snot from its nose dribbled horrifically. Witches flew crazily without caring for goblins which always seemed ridiculous although the trolls who danced were dizzy.
However, there were many ugly pixies running amok amongst herds of centaurs, which were becoming dangerous everyday. There happened to be no sniffers nearby, unfortunately because of the rain pouring from massive, dark storm clouds. Crups with chew toys didn't notice, because they never pay attention, unless there are foods. Beside the usual wailing of banshees, noise was coming from the oven until it explodes into three pieces.
During one rather stormy night, the streets' lights exploded causing massive sparks in the village where the water was mysteriously rusty, like a red railing. Trolls gathered near the pond; that caused a mayhem. Since one particular event, which rain flooded around a gate to cause destruction in the field. This was not helpful, due in fact to whatever got destroyed by the Trolls. There came help from an obnoxious Seer, who smelled oddly like a cat. Perhaps she took daily strolls around the pond of Ducks. It certainly was quite unusual to have such an extraordinary Seer appear. But in one swift attack, the dreaded Acromantula came towards the giant, its many beady eyes focused on the Seer.
There was no other options, only one. Tonight was perfect for some trouble, lurking and rule breaking. A sudden rush of wind emitted from the far end of a hauntingly silent streetlamp and made the bulb dim. Where the mischievous breeze originated, no one knows. There was not a kneazle, but an orange niffler scuttling away. It squeaked before anyone could stop it. Then Austrian
Little Fox | ½ of Lauralie | Ravenclaw with a Hufflepuff heart and a Gryffindor soul | #HouseNATARIANA
Once there has been no magical ways to fly, because broomsticks were vanishing from all over the globe, the wizarding world decided they needed some help. So, together, they decided that they should hire someone who knew everything about broomsticks. One ancient witch came to talk to the professional broom manufacturer in the country on Slovakia, who agreed to help to solve the conundrum of transporting brooms.
To get the important broom, they needed to dance wonderful melodies together, which aroused souls of ancient worlds. The people who were organizing the soiree were Australian Squibs, who flew to the boat. "The place is Boat, " spoke one of the boys who had been making a wonderful meal for himself. Now he admitted that there were only enough food plates for important people, but they were willing to go searching for important brooms.
Suddenly a crazy unicorn zoomed from Wonderland. Rainbows started shooting from his horn and suddenly a huge monster chased the Boat out of the water. A gigantic eagle soared above the sea and devoured an owl, which burst into flames. The disturbance made them crash into a pile of leaves. This strange occurrence woke horde dragon horde and blew away all the other beings.
Meanwhile, the Squibs are understandably staring for for obvious brooms were in the unicorn's foresight a wizard saw a tiny and ferocious Niffler that dug many holes. Creating some nets from trees and berries, they caught it and convinced it to allow them to dig in the area. Weeks passed before they were able to create traps for Nifflers. Meanwhile dragons were burning through walls at Camelot as Nifflers burrowed items for leprechaun dancers to sell. These items could burn through everything except golden dragons. Thestrals flew away from Occamys which bit it at its nose. It shrieked like a banshee since it was crying loudly and snot from its nose dribbled horrifically. Witches flew crazily without caring for goblins which always seemed ridiculous although the trolls who danced were dizzy.
However, there were many ugly pixies running amok amongst herds of centaurs, which were becoming dangerous everyday. There happened to be no sniffers nearby, unfortunately because of the rain pouring from massive, dark storm clouds. Crups with chew toys didn't notice, because they never pay attention, unless there are foods. Beside the usual wailing of banshees, noise was coming from the oven until it explodes into three pieces.
During one rather stormy night, the streets' lights exploded causing massive sparks in the village where the water was mysteriously rusty, like a red railing. Trolls gathered near the pond; that caused a mayhem. Since one particular event, which rain flooded around a gate to cause destruction in the field. This was not helpful, due in fact to whatever got destroyed by the Trolls. There came help from an obnoxious Seer, who smelled oddly like a cat. Perhaps she took daily strolls around the pond of Ducks. It certainly was quite unusual to have such an extraordinary Seer appear. But in one swift attack, the dreaded Acromantula came towards the giant, its many beady eyes focused on the Seer.
There was no other options, only one. Tonight was perfect for some trouble, lurking and rule breaking. A sudden rush of wind emitted from the far end of a hauntingly silent streetlamp and made the bulb dim. Where the mischievous breeze originated, no one knows. There was not a kneazle, but an orange niffler scuttling away. It squeaked before anyone could stop it. Then Austrian bats
Bewitching Bowtruckle | a roamin’ numeral | Newt's salamander eyes ❤ | Ko Ko Bop
Once there has been no magical ways to fly, because broomsticks were vanishing from all over the globe, the wizarding world decided they needed some help. So, together, they decided that they should hire someone who knew everything about broomsticks. One ancient witch came to talk to the professional broom manufacturer in the country on Slovakia, who agreed to help to solve the conundrum of transporting brooms.
To get the important broom, they needed to dance wonderful melodies together, which aroused souls of ancient worlds. The people who were organizing the soiree were Australian Squibs, who flew to the boat. "The place is Boat, " spoke one of the boys who had been making a wonderful meal for himself. Now he admitted that there were only enough food plates for important people, but they were willing to go searching for important brooms.
Suddenly a crazy unicorn zoomed from Wonderland. Rainbows started shooting from his horn and suddenly a huge monster chased the Boat out of the water. A gigantic eagle soared above the sea and devoured an owl, which burst into flames. The disturbance made them crash into a pile of leaves. This strange occurrence woke horde dragon horde and blew away all the other beings.
Meanwhile, the Squibs are understandably staring for for obvious brooms were in the unicorn's foresight a wizard saw a tiny and ferocious Niffler that dug many holes. Creating some nets from trees and berries, they caught it and convinced it to allow them to dig in the area. Weeks passed before they were able to create traps for Nifflers. Meanwhile dragons were burning through walls at Camelot as Nifflers burrowed items for leprechaun dancers to sell. These items could burn through everything except golden dragons. Thestrals flew away from Occamys which bit it at its nose. It shrieked like a banshee since it was crying loudly and snot from its nose dribbled horrifically. Witches flew crazily without caring for goblins which always seemed ridiculous although the trolls who danced were dizzy.
However, there were many ugly pixies running amok amongst herds of centaurs, which were becoming dangerous everyday. There happened to be no sniffers nearby, unfortunately because of the rain pouring from massive, dark storm clouds. Crups with chew toys didn't notice, because they never pay attention, unless there are foods. Beside the usual wailing of banshees, noise was coming from the oven until it explodes into three pieces.
During one rather stormy night, the streets' lights exploded causing massive sparks in the village where the water was mysteriously rusty, like a red railing. Trolls gathered near the pond; that caused a mayhem. Since one particular event, which rain flooded around a gate to cause destruction in the field. This was not helpful, due in fact to whatever got destroyed by the Trolls. There came help from an obnoxious Seer, who smelled oddly like a cat. Perhaps she took daily strolls around the pond of Ducks. It certainly was quite unusual to have such an extraordinary Seer appear. But in one swift attack, the dreaded Acromantula came towards the giant, its many beady eyes focused on the Seer.
There was no other options, only one. Tonight was perfect for some trouble, lurking and rule breaking. A sudden rush of wind emitted from the far end of a hauntingly silent streetlamp and made the bulb dim. Where the mischievous breeze originated, no one knows. There was not a kneazle, but an orange niffler scuttling away. It squeaked before anyone could stop it. Then Austrian bats appeared
Little Fox | ½ of Lauralie | Ravenclaw with a Hufflepuff heart and a Gryffindor soul | #HouseNATARIANA
Once there has been no magical ways to fly, because broomsticks were vanishing from all over the globe, the wizarding world decided they needed some help. So, together, they decided that they should hire someone who knew everything about broomsticks. One ancient witch came to talk to the professional broom manufacturer in the country on Slovakia, who agreed to help to solve the conundrum of transporting brooms.
To get the important broom, they needed to dance wonderful melodies together, which aroused souls of ancient worlds. The people who were organizing the soiree were Australian Squibs, who flew to the boat. "The place is Boat, " spoke one of the boys who had been making a wonderful meal for himself. Now he admitted that there were only enough food plates for important people, but they were willing to go searching for important brooms.
Suddenly a crazy unicorn zoomed from Wonderland. Rainbows started shooting from his horn and suddenly a huge monster chased the Boat out of the water. A gigantic eagle soared above the sea and devoured an owl, which burst into flames. The disturbance made them crash into a pile of leaves. This strange occurrence woke horde dragon horde and blew away all the other beings.
Meanwhile, the Squibs are understandably staring for for obvious brooms were in the unicorn's foresight a wizard saw a tiny and ferocious Niffler that dug many holes. Creating some nets from trees and berries, they caught it and convinced it to allow them to dig in the area. Weeks passed before they were able to create traps for Nifflers. Meanwhile dragons were burning through walls at Camelot as Nifflers burrowed items for leprechaun dancers to sell. These items could burn through everything except golden dragons. Thestrals flew away from Occamys which bit it at its nose. It shrieked like a banshee since it was crying loudly and snot from its nose dribbled horrifically. Witches flew crazily without caring for goblins which always seemed ridiculous although the trolls who danced were dizzy.
However, there were many ugly pixies running amok amongst herds of centaurs, which were becoming dangerous everyday. There happened to be no sniffers nearby, unfortunately because of the rain pouring from massive, dark storm clouds. Crups with chew toys didn't notice, because they never pay attention, unless there are foods. Beside the usual wailing of banshees, noise was coming from the oven until it explodes into three pieces.
During one rather stormy night, the streets' lights exploded causing massive sparks in the village where the water was mysteriously rusty, like a red railing. Trolls gathered near the pond; that caused a mayhem. Since one particular event, which rain flooded around a gate to cause destruction in the field. This was not helpful, due in fact to whatever got destroyed by the Trolls. There came help from an obnoxious Seer, who smelled oddly like a cat. Perhaps she took daily strolls around the pond of Ducks. It certainly was quite unusual to have such an extraordinary Seer appear. But in one swift attack, the dreaded Acromantula came towards the giant, its many beady eyes focused on the Seer.
There was no other options, only one. Tonight was perfect for some trouble, lurking and rule breaking. A sudden rush of wind emitted from the far end of a hauntingly silent streetlamp and made the bulb dim. Where the mischievous breeze originated, no one knows. There was not a kneazle, but an orange niffler scuttling away. It squeaked before anyone could stop it. Then Austrian bats appeared, swooping
~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Once there has been no magical ways to fly, because broomsticks were vanishing from all over the globe, the wizarding world decided they needed some help. So, together, they decided that they should hire someone who knew everything about broomsticks. One ancient witch came to talk to the professional broom manufacturer in the country on Slovakia, who agreed to help to solve the conundrum of transporting brooms.
To get the important broom, they needed to dance wonderful melodies together, which aroused souls of ancient worlds. The people who were organizing the soiree were Australian Squibs, who flew to the boat. "The place is Boat, " spoke one of the boys who had been making a wonderful meal for himself. Now he admitted that there were only enough food plates for important people, but they were willing to go searching for important brooms.
Suddenly a crazy unicorn zoomed from Wonderland. Rainbows started shooting from his horn and suddenly a huge monster chased the Boat out of the water. A gigantic eagle soared above the sea and devoured an owl, which burst into flames. The disturbance made them crash into a pile of leaves. This strange occurrence woke horde dragon horde and blew away all the other beings.
Meanwhile, the Squibs are understandably staring for for obvious brooms were in the unicorn's foresight a wizard saw a tiny and ferocious Niffler that dug many holes. Creating some nets from trees and berries, they caught it and convinced it to allow them to dig in the area. Weeks passed before they were able to create traps for Nifflers. Meanwhile dragons were burning through walls at Camelot as Nifflers burrowed items for leprechaun dancers to sell. These items could burn through everything except golden dragons. Thestrals flew away from Occamys which bit it at its nose. It shrieked like a banshee since it was crying loudly and snot from its nose dribbled horrifically. Witches flew crazily without caring for goblins which always seemed ridiculous although the trolls who danced were dizzy.
However, there were many ugly pixies running amok amongst herds of centaurs, which were becoming dangerous everyday. There happened to be no sniffers nearby, unfortunately because of the rain pouring from massive, dark storm clouds. Crups with chew toys didn't notice, because they never pay attention, unless there are foods. Beside the usual wailing of banshees, noise was coming from the oven until it explodes into three pieces.
During one rather stormy night, the streets' lights exploded causing massive sparks in the village where the water was mysteriously rusty, like a red railing. Trolls gathered near the pond; that caused a mayhem. Since one particular event, which rain flooded around a gate to cause destruction in the field. This was not helpful, due in fact to whatever got destroyed by the Trolls. There came help from an obnoxious Seer, who smelled oddly like a cat. Perhaps she took daily strolls around the pond of Ducks. It certainly was quite unusual to have such an extraordinary Seer appear. But in one swift attack, the dreaded Acromantula came towards the giant, its many beady eyes focused on the Seer.
There was no other options, only one. Tonight was perfect for some trouble, lurking and rule breaking. A sudden rush of wind emitted from the far end of a hauntingly silent streetlamp and made the bulb dim. Where the mischievous breeze originated, no one knows. There was not a kneazle, but an orange niffler scuttling away. It squeaked before anyone could stop it. Then Austrian bats appeared, swooping towards
Little Fox | ½ of Lauralie | Ravenclaw with a Hufflepuff heart and a Gryffindor soul | #HouseNATARIANA
Once there has been no magical ways to fly, because broomsticks were vanishing from all over the globe, the wizarding world decided they needed some help. So, together, they decided that they should hire someone who knew everything about broomsticks. One ancient witch came to talk to the professional broom manufacturer in the country on Slovakia, who agreed to help to solve the conundrum of transporting brooms.
To get the important broom, they needed to dance wonderful melodies together, which aroused souls of ancient worlds. The people who were organizing the soiree were Australian Squibs, who flew to the boat. "The place is Boat, " spoke one of the boys who had been making a wonderful meal for himself. Now he admitted that there were only enough food plates for important people, but they were willing to go searching for important brooms.
Suddenly a crazy unicorn zoomed from Wonderland. Rainbows started shooting from his horn and suddenly a huge monster chased the Boat out of the water. A gigantic eagle soared above the sea and devoured an owl, which burst into flames. The disturbance made them crash into a pile of leaves. This strange occurrence woke horde dragon horde and blew away all the other beings.
Meanwhile, the Squibs are understandably staring for for obvious brooms were in the unicorn's foresight a wizard saw a tiny and ferocious Niffler that dug many holes. Creating some nets from trees and berries, they caught it and convinced it to allow them to dig in the area. Weeks passed before they were able to create traps for Nifflers. Meanwhile dragons were burning through walls at Camelot as Nifflers burrowed items for leprechaun dancers to sell. These items could burn through everything except golden dragons. Thestrals flew away from Occamys which bit it at its nose. It shrieked like a banshee since it was crying loudly and snot from its nose dribbled horrifically. Witches flew crazily without caring for goblins which always seemed ridiculous although the trolls who danced were dizzy.
However, there were many ugly pixies running amok amongst herds of centaurs, which were becoming dangerous everyday. There happened to be no sniffers nearby, unfortunately because of the rain pouring from massive, dark storm clouds. Crups with chew toys didn't notice, because they never pay attention, unless there are foods. Beside the usual wailing of banshees, noise was coming from the oven until it explodes into three pieces.
During one rather stormy night, the streets' lights exploded causing massive sparks in the village where the water was mysteriously rusty, like a red railing. Trolls gathered near the pond; that caused a mayhem. Since one particular event, which rain flooded around a gate to cause destruction in the field. This was not helpful, due in fact to whatever got destroyed by the Trolls. There came help from an obnoxious Seer, who smelled oddly like a cat. Perhaps she took daily strolls around the pond of Ducks. It certainly was quite unusual to have such an extraordinary Seer appear. But in one swift attack, the dreaded Acromantula came towards the giant, its many beady eyes focused on the Seer.
There was no other options, only one. Tonight was perfect for some trouble, lurking and rule breaking. A sudden rush of wind emitted from the far end of a hauntingly silent streetlamp and made the bulb dim. Where the mischievous breeze originated, no one knows. There was not a kneazle, but an orange niffler scuttling away. It squeaked before anyone could stop it. Then Austrian bats appeared, swooping towards the
~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Once there has been no magical ways to fly, because broomsticks were vanishing from all over the globe, the wizarding world decided they needed some help. So, together, they decided that they should hire someone who knew everything about broomsticks. One ancient witch came to talk to the professional broom manufacturer in the country on Slovakia, who agreed to help to solve the conundrum of transporting brooms.
To get the important broom, they needed to dance wonderful melodies together, which aroused souls of ancient worlds. The people who were organizing the soiree were Australian Squibs, who flew to the boat. "The place is Boat, " spoke one of the boys who had been making a wonderful meal for himself. Now he admitted that there were only enough food plates for important people, but they were willing to go searching for important brooms.
Suddenly a crazy unicorn zoomed from Wonderland. Rainbows started shooting from his horn and suddenly a huge monster chased the Boat out of the water. A gigantic eagle soared above the sea and devoured an owl, which burst into flames. The disturbance made them crash into a pile of leaves. This strange occurrence woke horde dragon horde and blew away all the other beings.
Meanwhile, the Squibs are understandably staring for for obvious brooms were in the unicorn's foresight a wizard saw a tiny and ferocious Niffler that dug many holes. Creating some nets from trees and berries, they caught it and convinced it to allow them to dig in the area. Weeks passed before they were able to create traps for Nifflers. Meanwhile dragons were burning through walls at Camelot as Nifflers burrowed items for leprechaun dancers to sell. These items could burn through everything except golden dragons. Thestrals flew away from Occamys which bit it at its nose. It shrieked like a banshee since it was crying loudly and snot from its nose dribbled horrifically. Witches flew crazily without caring for goblins which always seemed ridiculous although the trolls who danced were dizzy.
However, there were many ugly pixies running amok amongst herds of centaurs, which were becoming dangerous everyday. There happened to be no sniffers nearby, unfortunately because of the rain pouring from massive, dark storm clouds. Crups with chew toys didn't notice, because they never pay attention, unless there are foods. Beside the usual wailing of banshees, noise was coming from the oven until it explodes into three pieces.
During one rather stormy night, the streets' lights exploded causing massive sparks in the village where the water was mysteriously rusty, like a red railing. Trolls gathered near the pond; that caused a mayhem. Since one particular event, which rain flooded around a gate to cause destruction in the field. This was not helpful, due in fact to whatever got destroyed by the Trolls. There came help from an obnoxious Seer, who smelled oddly like a cat. Perhaps she took daily strolls around the pond of Ducks. It certainly was quite unusual to have such an extraordinary Seer appear. But in one swift attack, the dreaded Acromantula came towards the giant, its many beady eyes focused on the Seer.
There was no other options, only one. Tonight was perfect for some trouble, lurking and rule breaking. A sudden rush of wind emitted from the far end of a hauntingly silent streetlamp and made the bulb dim. Where the mischievous breeze originated, no one knows. There was not a kneazle, but an orange niffler scuttling away. It squeaked before anyone could stop it. Then Austrian bats appeared, swooping towards the fountain.
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