Watching the Silver Quartet

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A tree represents a person.
Each fallen leaf represents a memory.
It's your choice how many memories
you make but once every leaf has fallen
the tree is bare, there are no more left
to make until next spring, though the trees
don't know if they will make it to then.
This is why every leaf they grow or flower they
blossom is made with devotion and tenderness.
- Lyra Estelle Nightingale
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As Lyra Nightingale explore the world, her memories of her life 7-8 years ago is starting to restore. Re-living a memory that was once long gone deeply buried, A memory of a promise, A promise that alters her life forever, A promise to a certain Weasley.