Izzy stared at the blank ceiling of the alfea attic. Her moyo longed for the faded purple walls of Cloudtower net the girl's face to pop out om the closest, her voice still echoed in Izzy's mind 'real witch... real witch... real witch..." Izzy pulled out her laptop from under the kitanda and the note the girl had aliyopewa her. As she typed in the barua pepe a dress A little light blinked as it showed to girl was online. The ikoni alisema 'dana' that must be the gril's name. Dana and Izzy immediately started talking dana started out with a surprising swali
"When will wewe plan to start?"
"Now"
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