 And so we begin! Moony's 'Furry Little Problem' Cressida, Will, Chandan, Draygon
Chandan Vaill Saarik drew in a long, shuddering breath as he waited patiently outside Saarik Manor. His intelligent slate eyes focused on the incredibly twisty rough 'road' which led up to the Manor. He guessed he was waiting for Laylee Russell outside the Manor for a comprehensible reason instead of seeing if she'd travel by Floo Network or something, but perhaps that vision-type dream he'd had last night had had something to do with it.
He smiled as he thought of Laylee. Spending Christmas with her was more than he could probably have ever asked for last year. Falling in love with her still brought a tingly warm feeling to his heart, and finding himself not unrequited and alone was only just equal to it.
Wandering aimlessly down the overly-worn stone steps, Chandan crossed over the dull gravel and onto the wild, fleeting grass on the other side of it. Saarik Manor gave off a wild, deserted and impenetrable feel to it - and Chandan loved it. Sighing, he glanced back at the intimidating, impressively-sized oak doors that lead into the Manor and trudged off in no particular direction across the field in his bluish tinted Muggle jeans and loose red t-shirt; idly waiting for Laylee.
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~You can't save me now, I'm broken
I'm torn, practically wide open~
DRAYGON REED
'"You call that a Dragon? Hah! My name is scarier then that lizard."'
... When Chandan leaves, Dray will come... |