The Extra Creepy Mansion, Monday Afternoon

At 3:20, Liliana flung open the highest window of the house, looking around for squirrels, spotting several. At 3:21, as the eclipse darkened the world around them, she flung up her hands, ropes of purplish-black power shooting up into the sky like tethers. And laughed - not a loud cackle as one might assume, but more of a cold, calculating chuckle.

She stood like that for ten seconds, twenty, thirty...once a full minute had passed, she let the magic dissipate, dropped her arms, and, shaking the soreness out, closed the window and headed back downstairs, humming to herself.

An excellent afternoon's work.

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