Rhibear ~ Madam Solo ~ Dark Brooding Girl ~ Accio Jedi ~ Gryffinclaw ~ Just a doll Norman was walking down the corridor when he saw a few students gathered around Gregory the Smarmy. That in and of itself wasn’t unusual, but the stones on the ground certainly were. Then he saw the crack in the wall, just like the one he’d seen earlier this term in the first floor corridor but MUCH bigger. Now he was 100% convinced that these cracks were not normal wear and tear on the castle!
A million scenarios ran through his mind, each one worse than the last. Whatever this was, he just hoped it wasn’t dark magic… Though knowing this school, he wouldn’t be surprised! His aquamarine eyes darted from the crack in the wall to the broken statue to the stones on the ground to the students gathered. “Did any of you see what could’ve caused this?” he asked.
__________________ 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... |