 Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent
Colored ink, fresh parchment, and a new journal purchased, Noémi headed out of the shop, bag in hand. It had been a productive shopping trip but the shop was so empty. She really should catch up with some of her friends, even if just not to let her mind wander too much.
As she rearranged her packages in her arms to better balance the load,
she dropped her pocketbook on the ground. Turning a bit so she could bend down and pick it up, her eyes caught sight of the painted red image on the storefront. "What...?" she murmured, slowly rising to a standing position as she stared at the eagle. It hadn't been there before, had it? No, she was sure she would have noticed it when she walked in. In fact, it very much reminded her of the hawk that was painted on the ceiling at school last year. What did it mean?
__________________ started like a knight in a fairytale_______________________________________________
ended like a moth in flames______________________
______________________don't you worry I'll be fine
_________________________________________________you were good for the plot line |