 ~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~
Everyone seemed so sad. Even the Professor. Things were just not normal. And why should they be?
Amur let out a long sigh, resting her chin in her hand as she watched people absently. At least the room was still inviting, and the Professor was kind and warm as ever. A reassuring figure. The superhero-like old man and his cane. The one that was probably the most sturdy out of them all in the room right now.
And what was this? Presents? Well, sort of. It was a surprise nonetheless, and it was welcome at this point. As the Professor spoke, Amur couldn't help but grip the edge of her desk and chair and lean over, tipping her head upside down to peer under her chair. True as beans, the items were there.
This should be interesting.
Especially given it invovled....fire?
Amur straightened, tucking one hand under her leg as she raised the other in the air, more to resist pulling the items out from under her desk than anything else. "It was a symbol of hope and comfort, providing warmth and light in dark tim....es..." Her words trailed off as she glanced around the classroom, sheepishly.
Bad timing? Really bad timing?
__________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________
I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________
_______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy. |