 Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent
Sure, he wouldn't have minded doing more physical activity than a simple jog. He was an athletic kid after all. But this was fine too. As Gunnar started jogging at a slightly faster pace, he moved a bit ahead of some of the group and jogged alongside his sister. But his attention was soon diverted towards the fog as she pointed it out.
He wasn't too worried about it though, not until he noticed how it seemed to be moving towards them at a steady pace. Weird. And he slowed his jog as he kept his eyes on it, hearing the headmaster suggest heading back. Maybe he was right.... But before Gunnar could agree or turn around, the fog had completely overtaken him and he couldn't see anything in front of him but a thick mist.
Wait. Where was his sister? A panic rose in his chest as he looked this way and that, unable to see her. "Chloe?" he called, his voice sounding muffled to his ears and met with screams. Her screams. "CHLOE!" he yelled again, this time louder, a panic mixed with fear creeping into his voice. She was in trouble, he just knew it, and he was filled with a need to protect her. But where was she?? What if he couldn't find her in time? He moved through the mist, trying to follow the sounds of her screams, consumed with finding her, and terrified that he wouldn't get to her in time. "Chloe, where are you?!"
__________________ 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 |