Rhibear ~ Madam Solo ~ Dark Brooding Girl ~ Accio Jedi ~ Gryffinclaw ~ Just a doll Heath blinked confusedly at Professor Kitridge’s next set of instructions. He had already done that. In fact, he hadn’t stopped trying to come up with ways to change the omen since he saw what his reading meant. So were they supposed to write their ideas down? He had one down already, and his other ideas… let’s just say he didn’t think those would go over well. He was about to raise his hand to ask when time ran out. Never mind, then.
He appreciated Professor Kitridge’s words of encouragement, but it didn’t feel much like his path was his own right now. Even so, it was nice of her to try to lift everyone’s spirits. He packed his things and beelined for the trapdoor, giving the professor a nod as he passed and hoping she’d understand the meaning of gratitude behind it.
__________________ Old voices I had thought long since dead whisper of another life I might have led  If I could take that second chance, If I could make my life anew, If only dreams came true... |