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Star-Lord · 06-24-2015, 03:38 AM

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Originally Posted by Harron Peasley

It was just so ugly.

Dalton couldn't remember how many times he'd passed this statue since he'd started in his first year, but he contemplated it on his way to the owlery, stopping in front of it. The way he looked was almost admiringly - probably as close to admiring as the boy could get.

He didn't know what it was, but there was some affinity felt with the statue. Which was a weird thought, and definitely not one he'd expressed in the letter clutched in his fist. No, that parchment was merely politeness - letting Travis know that he was still alive, and asking if Aled was still living somewhere else.

Strolling along with jazz shoes in her hands, the small blonde watched people pass by her. Will she ever be that tall? Her mum was pretty short for her age, so was Aunt Adry. Her uncle was pretty tall because her grandfather was too. Will she at least be tall enough to see over these people one day? Hopefully. Timmy didn't want to be short like her mum at all. She wanted to be tall and be able to touch the stars.

Spotting a familiar face, Timmy already knew to keep her distance from the grouchy person in front of her. She cleared her throat before speaking up. "Do you like the statue? Ugly, isn't she?" She asked, not moving a hair strand forward.

06-24-2015, 03:38 AM	#10 (permalink)
Star-Lord DMGS & DMT Mooncalf Join Date: May 2009 Location: Gotham [GMT -5] Posts: 6,974 x2	★ wannabe historian ★ Baekry Quote: Originally Posted by Harron Peasley It was just so ugly. Dalton couldn't remember how many times he'd passed this statue since he'd started in his first year, but he contemplated it on his way to the owlery, stopping in front of it. The way he looked was almost admiringly - probably as close to admiring as the boy could get. He didn't know what it was, but there was some affinity felt with the statue. Which was a weird thought, and definitely not one he'd expressed in the letter clutched in his fist. No, that parchment was merely politeness - letting Travis know that he was still alive, and asking if Aled was still living somewhere else. Strolling along with jazz shoes in her hands, the small blonde watched people pass by her. Will she ever be that tall? Her mum was pretty short for her age, so was Aunt Adry. Her uncle was pretty tall because her grandfather was too. Will she at least be tall enough to see over these people one day? Hopefully. Timmy didn't want to be short like her mum at all. She wanted to be tall and be able to touch the stars. Spotting a familiar face, Timmy already knew to keep her distance from the grouchy person in front of her. She cleared her throat before speaking up. "Do you like the statue? Ugly, isn't she?" She asked, not moving a hair strand forward. __________________ I don't bend easy, budge or break; Trust me, you don't want it with the female Scarface;