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May. 29th, 2014 04:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Perched atop a stone pillar supporting an iron gate, sat a young woman dressed in whites and violets. Tucked beneath her arm was what appeared to be a baton of some sort, polished to a glossy finish and by her side, a thick stack of books. Unfurled in her lap lay an impossibly large map that she seemed completely wrapped up in, scribbling little notes here and there, and scrawling long lines with an excessively gold marker. Every now and then brief noises of contemplation would escape her along with a mumbled phrase as she shook her head--seemingly agreeing or disagreeing with whatever was written on the map.
Finally, with a breath of satisfaction and a flick of blonde hair over one shoulder, Lux looks up from the map.
Finally, with a breath of satisfaction and a flick of blonde hair over one shoulder, Lux looks up from the map.