 For Quinn Which came first, the phoenix or the flame?
Why, exactly, was Ash sitting in a boathouse right now? Um... it was a good question. Mostly because she didn't think anyone else would be here. It was a quiet place. Ash. needed. QUIET. Sorry. She was feeling better and all, but that feeling didn't come from nowhere. And the more she was around people, the worse she felt. Especially when those people were always laughing at her for being strange and feeling sad all the time. So here she was in the boathouse. What was she doing in the boathouse? She was sorta drawing her best memory(maybe that would help her produce a patronus?), but she was also sorta mediating. She wasn't sure whether art was a part of the meditating or the meditating was part of her art. It didn't really matter, did it? After about an hour of drawing and erasing and starting over and pausing, a picture had started to take shape. There was a girl, and she was on a surfboard, and she was reaching for a hand. and then everything else was blue. It wasn't anywhere near completed art yet, but she could recognize the features. She leaned back against the wall, deciding to take a short break to breathe and make sure she wasn't feeling upset or tense. |