I drop my wand, and I only know I've dropped my wand because I hear the dull thump of it hitting the carpet. I don't move to pick it up. My fingers have gone numb. I swear all the blood has drained from my face. I'm going to have to drink a hundred deer to make up for the blood that has mysteriously left my body.
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Date: 2015-11-27 06:08 am (UTC)"His?" I say dumbly.