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realityshifted2008-01-12 12:18 am
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[01] Arrival
I happened across a most peculiar shop tonight. This record is simply for my own purposes, so that I might remember the strange incident, because I suspect that something is amiss. As I say this, the quill which I have bewitched is kindly recording the words for me.
I was walking, as is most usual, around Diagon Alley, when I saw a shop like none I had ever seen, or even imagined would exist, before. It did not look completely out of place, as a wooden cottage, but nonetheless seemed rather quaint. Naturally, I decided to approach it. As I did, I began to feel that I was alone in my awareness of its presence. Not another person even spared it a passing glance. The strangest thing, however, was that as I got closer, I began to feel like I must go inside, that I really had no choice in the matter.
Inside, I met a pair of twins, dressed most interestingly. They had, I admit, smiles which I found rather unnerving. I remember nothing else of the shop, save a metallic humming and clicking. It seems that after that point, I found myself amongst the stars with a woman named Meredith Sault. I asked her, "What has happened?"
She responded most vaguely, and concluded by welcoming me to "The Machine." I'm afraid that was the end of the whole ordeal.
I stand now back amongst the stars, this time without Ms. Sault, on what appears to be the galaxy, as my parchment floats in front of me. It seems I can now come back here simply by wishing it.
This certainly begs for more investigation; it seems too extravagant even to be explained by magic. The shop, and my encounter with Ms. Sault, are immensely interesting, and likely important, events.
Of course, it is possible that I simply had too much brandy with dinner this evening.
I was walking, as is most usual, around Diagon Alley, when I saw a shop like none I had ever seen, or even imagined would exist, before. It did not look completely out of place, as a wooden cottage, but nonetheless seemed rather quaint. Naturally, I decided to approach it. As I did, I began to feel that I was alone in my awareness of its presence. Not another person even spared it a passing glance. The strangest thing, however, was that as I got closer, I began to feel like I must go inside, that I really had no choice in the matter.
Inside, I met a pair of twins, dressed most interestingly. They had, I admit, smiles which I found rather unnerving. I remember nothing else of the shop, save a metallic humming and clicking. It seems that after that point, I found myself amongst the stars with a woman named Meredith Sault. I asked her, "What has happened?"
She responded most vaguely, and concluded by welcoming me to "The Machine." I'm afraid that was the end of the whole ordeal.
I stand now back amongst the stars, this time without Ms. Sault, on what appears to be the galaxy, as my parchment floats in front of me. It seems I can now come back here simply by wishing it.
This certainly begs for more investigation; it seems too extravagant even to be explained by magic. The shop, and my encounter with Ms. Sault, are immensely interesting, and likely important, events.
Of course, it is possible that I simply had too much brandy with dinner this evening.
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My name is Mu, by the way.
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I am Albus Dumbledore. Pleased to meet you, Mu.
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