<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=9845.msg605488#msg605488">Quote from: Swedish Steel on 15-05-2008, 19:00:08</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Io laughed. "Not really. Well, in a way maybe you could say it does. Have you seen those old english private schools on tv? For some stupid reason they call them public schools, apperantly, but nevermind that. Dartmoor Academy looks just like you'd picture one of those old schools would look like. The buildings look like they have stood there alot longer than we think...and maybe they have."<br/>As he finished talking the bike speed into the Dartmoor village, and Lily knew what he meant. This looked more like a sleepy and idylic english village you might see on an english murder mystery than an american village. Seeing the village, she was suddenly even more eager to see the school. This felt like a place that was very easy to love.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Lily looked around, entranced.  In was... well, enchanting in it's way.  Quaint, like something she imagined she might see in Europe or somewhere... well, far away.  Everything was covered in a light frosting of snow and it looked both brand new and ancient at the same time.  She gave Io a little squeeze, remembering to breath finally, then letting out a high pitched, somewhat quiet, squeal.<br/><br/>"It IS like a fairy tale town!" she exclaimed, silently wishing he would slow down and stop long enough for her to get off the bike and walk around the village for a time.  "How far is the school from here? Walking distance, I hope?"