The backyard outside my aunt's house that takes a secret passage to get into. Also, the park near my house. Let me explain how this became magical: I walked by a large bush there that had a passageway in it, like it would lead to a house, and I decided I'd check that out later. I came back later and it was gone. I'm constantly looking for magic in everything, and forests are especially easy to find that. Like C.S. Lewis more or less said (even though I'm 17): "Children are not disinterested in normal forests because they are not magical like the ones in stories, but find more magic in normal forests than before."
Maluriel, Varya Quendelion
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The elf will not be forgotten, for I am The Varya Quendelion.
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