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nicole black · 02-21-2019, 07:30 AM

The veil held a great fascination for Aslan Evans. The voices whispered and she listened, waiting for a sound familiar enough to understand. it hasn’t yet come, but that was fine. She could wait. Patient. Quiet. Aslan held the battered notebook loosely in hand, her dark eyes never moving from the veil. Lost in the corridors of her mind, the alchemist did not hear the bits of gravel or feel then tension brewing in the room.

connection. loss. between & betwixt. this room was a pathway. An inbetween without meaning or rhyme. Logic lived here in this place, but it died in this chamber. Eyes glazed over, Aslan quietly her lower lip.

02-21-2019, 07:30 AM	#3 (permalink)
nicole black Mooncalf Join Date: Mar 2004 Location: 'clever joke here' Posts: 7,174 Hogwarts RPG Name: Desdemona Minerva Evans #6082B6 Ravenclaw Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: TBD Ravenclaw First Year x8	you wanna fite? \| 💚 nickleback 💚 \| Uh, anyway. The veil held a great fascination for Aslan Evans. The voices whispered and she listened, waiting for a sound familiar enough to understand. it hasn’t yet come, but that was fine. She could wait. Patient. Quiet. Aslan held the battered notebook loosely in hand, her dark eyes never moving from the veil. Lost in the corridors of her mind, the alchemist did not hear the bits of gravel or feel then tension brewing in the room. connection. loss. between & betwixt. this room was a pathway. An inbetween without meaning or rhyme. Logic lived here in this place, but it died in this chamber. Eyes glazed over, Aslan quietly her lower lip. __________________ the moon: feminine, intuitive, inner strength, innocence Last edited by nicole black; 02-25-2019 at 08:58 PM.