So work itself was busier, and she’d been dedicating more time to her crossing-finder passion project. She didn’t let it take time away from her Ministry work, of course. She’d just been sleeping less, which was completely fine. So what if she had a week or three with less sleep? Life was long, and there’d be plenty of time to sleep when she was dead. Anyways, it wasn’t like she was doing strenuous work. If anything, it was restful. She was browsing for information on potential forgotten crossing places. She’d discovered a fascinating Muggle network online called LiveJournal: there seemed to be a connected group of these people who posted photos of found-in-nature "mysteries". Most of them were not at all relevant—old graffiti, abandoned buildings, what-have-you—but a few pictures had caught her attention. A symbol, repeated in a few areas around Limpsfield Common. Very old, and reminding her of... something.