Torch
I gazed at the brilliant flames in the torch, floating about five inches from the stone floor. It was mesmerizing. Actually, I wasn’t here to stare at fire. I was here to meet up with a young boy ghost I’d met in the lake. He was very mysterious and I didn’t know his name, but we agreed to meet here.
“What are you doing here, staring at a torch, Myrtle?” Nearly Headless Nick asked me curiously.
I stuttered, “Oh, nothing, leave me alone!” I pouted and turned to look at the flames again.
He joined me. “Ooo, it is pretty…”
__________________ White shores are calling... You have entered the realm of the Lady of the Wood. We are proud to fight alongside men once more. ...You and I will meet again I <3 you, all my SS friends. Namarie! |