This next shop was the Eeylops Owl Emporium. Becky, mom, and I casually stroll through it looking at all the somewhat cute and menacing owls, and leave the store considering to purchase one later. Then we go to look at the pet cats, which Becky absolutely adores, but mom and I don't want to stay too long because we are both allergic to cats. One or two cats are fine, but a store full of them… nope. Mom rushed us out of there and told us that we are definitely choosing an owl, since it can send messages, be a nice pet, and replace my chickens since dad was planning on cooking them now that I wasn't there. I start crying because of the loss of my favorite chickens ever. I mean, they aren't dead yet, but they will be. So I am sort of happy that we get an owl, but still a teeny bit teary. We then go back into the owl shop, I find the one owl that reminds me the most of a chicken. It is a barn owl with its white heart shaped face and tan colored feathers for the rest of it. I name it Chica, in memory, and pay 7 galleons for her. My mom lets me buy it anyway, though because the loss. But I promise my mom to pay her back anyway. The last thing on the list was to buy a wand. So we stroll down the street to Ollivander's and step in. Inside, we encounter a ginormous mess that spreads throughout the whole shop. Amongst it is that one boy that I had seen earlier and Mr. Ollivander himself. Ollivander weakly smiles to welcome us, apologizes for the mess, brings us outside, and politely asks us to wait there until the boy was finished. We soon got invited back in as the boy was out. Ollivander stared at me for a moment and then went straight to the shelf of wands. He pulled out a really old looking box and opened the lid delicately. Inside, of course, was a wand. "I'm not sure, but consider this," he said. "An Alder wood wand. In length, it is 11 ¾ inches long. This wand's core is a phoenix feather."
"Hurk! Im not going!"
Siya lang kasi ang kaibigan ko dahil hindi niya ako sinukuan. She's the only one who didn't leave my side eventhough i'm always pushing her away.
One of Barragan's followers known as Nnoitra Gilga. The half-crescent blades he wielded on four of his arms decimated all in his path in showers of blood and gore.
The flittering sparks of a hammer that struck upon the metal of an anvil, forging weapons atop a hill of swords.
"I'm sorry I'm late, the reason is..." her voice slowly turn lower and lower until no one can hear her anymore.
He had to supress a toothy grin to appear on his face, when he saw a certain pink-haired mage fighting against Jellal.
"Phhhhhhhhhhhhht" The match was over The almost MagicPlayers Won.
"Uhm. Do you want to eat something? My treat!" I told him. He looked at me while we're walking around the mall.
I didn't bother to reply. I wish I was so easy I would not be single at 27 if I was really easy. I have known Sara for over a ten years and she got me the job at this agency as her assistant. She set me up with many of her husband's friends but none of that worked. Why? Because I'm possessed obviously.
In the pembrey woods there was that old and lost castle which was abandoned and calm , and within of the heart of darkness someone stood in front of that castle and near all those old trees who broadcasted horror to all those who saw it . That man was tall wearing an official uniform with black shoes , his hair was black as if it were a part of this darkness .
The shy young girl tightened her grip, and Layla Heartfilia gave a gentle laugh as she rested her other hand on Lucy's head. "Excuse her, Toma, she's not fond of speaking with those she doesn't know well."