 Sloane Which came first, the phoenix or the flame?
Brandon had been to this balcony many, many times in the past couple months. His sister had described it as a good place to be alone, and it was. In his first three years, he hadn't felt the need to be alone, or go anywhere without his two best friends, but things had changed. Xander and Evy were still the same good friends they always were... but Brandon had felt so strange after being trapped in the mirror. He needed more alone time now, time to brood think about life. So here he was.
Wearing a warm coat, with a bandage on one hand and a glove on the other, Brandon had taken a stack of healing and potions articles out on the balcony along with a warm steak sandwich and a thermos of cocoa. It wasn't exactly schoolwork... but he was done with that already, and this was how he wished to spend his free time. Alone. Doing work. In the cold. Sitting on the balcony floor, and looking at the view only sometimes. He seemed to like it.
He took a bite out of his sandwich, cold nose buried in an article about the various uses of dittany. |