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Post by Dryden Tobias Zephon on May 10, 2005 7:44:10 GMT -5
Dryden paced up and down the Trophy hall, peering into the glass cabinets. As he read the names inscribed on the awards, he remembered some of his classmates. He hadn't been in this room for a very long time, not even since he had bought the school.
As he paced, he came upon something very familiar to him... Quidditch Trophies. So many belonged to him, he recalled his very first... he won it for Outstanding Skill, which he had shown on his first broom.
Deep in thought, he pressed his hands against the glass and wondered if there were keys to unlock the case so he could rearrange and add more to the collection.
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Post by nataliasercofsky on Jun 17, 2005 21:10:26 GMT -5
"Oy lad, ye lost the keys for that thing?" Natalia asked as she appeared beside Dryden and looked into the trophy cabinet with interest. "Oh, this would be the perfect place to hide some of me gold!" she sqealed suddenly.
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