5 Minute Freewrite Monday Prompt: temples made with hands

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Shannara read the letter over and over again. Perhaps too many times.

Shannara Florenstein. You are hereby sentenced to present yourself at the Hall of Judgement two days from now. Failure to do so will result in immediate dismissal from the Hogwards School of Enchantment.

What could she have done to deserve such treatment. She had followed all intructions and rules ever since she arrived at Hogwards three moons ago. She even made sure that she submitted all her assignments before the nightfall and attended all classes. Professor Dramble who taught dark magic spells even allowed her to attend her classes although she was just a first year student. In exchange, she agreed to pose as the statue whose temples made with hands of green goblin saliva for the third year students.

Everyone else disliked her, mainly because she was a half-blood. Her father was a full blood wizard and her mother was a homo sapien from the earth world. Although she wasn't the only half-blood at Hogwards, she was the most despised.

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The sharp edge of Shannara's wand lighted up, bright enough for her to see a few yards in front of her.

What in the world is this place ? It's total emptiness! There was nothing, absolutely nothing.

Nothing in front, above, behind or below her !

It was as if she was standing in a void space with absolute vacuum. A gush of cold wind swept over her neck, like a cold chill. Shannara turned around slowly, afraid of what to expect.

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In front of her was a huge mirror which was taller than her. The glass seemed to move as if it was alive. It started to frost up like ice. Something was forming up on the glass... like alphabets.

Shannara looked closer and read the words it was forming.

D A N G E R

S H A N N A R A

F L O R E N S T E I N

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