Izzy stared at the blank ceiling of the alfea attic. Her tim, trái tim 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 giường and the note the girl had được trao her. As she typed in the email a dress A little light blinked as it showed to girl was online. The biểu tượng đã đưa ý kiến 'dana' that must be the gril's name. Dana and Izzy immediately started talking dana started out with a surprising câu hỏi
"When will bạn plan to start?"
"Now"
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