Yin gave her version of a nod, which was a pause. "Those questions are peculiar and aimless," she said bluntly. Her mind was too measured to understand what magic was, but school triggered lost memories at a house, playing a piano with an older man explaining musical notes to her. Snow was raining outside the windows back then. "What is it that I am to do here?"
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Date: 2010-12-22 04:54 am (UTC)