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*MadAlice* · 08-09-2022, 04:19 AM

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

"...JANE?!"

Why had he bothered to roll his trouser legs up, by the way? It had become abundantly clear as the Minister began to wade out to fetch her that it had been completely unnecessary.

Jane continued paddling gently along on her back, singing softly to herself as if she didn't notice the Minister's approach. But as he got closer, she began to slosh handfuls of water up at him. As she finished the last verse one more time, she stopped singing for a bit and fell into a dreamy humming. Suddenly she raised her head and looked at him with grey eyes the color of the ocean during a storm. "Something is very wrong," she suddenly said very clearly. "Things are not as they're supposed to be!" And her last word turned into a grief-stricken wail, which, as it finally died out, turned back into that strange song..."We live our lives beneath the sea...."

08-09-2022, 04:19 AM	#9 (permalink)
MadAlice Alley Proprietor DoM Puffskein Join Date: Aug 2011 Location: Houston, Texas Posts: 2,389 Hogwarts RPG Name: Hope Archard Ravenclaw Fifth Year Ministry RPG Name: Jane Elspeth Howard Mysteries	Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie "...JANE?!" Why had he bothered to roll his trouser legs up, by the way? It had become abundantly clear as the Minister began to wade out to fetch her that it had been completely unnecessary. Jane continued paddling gently along on her back, singing softly to herself as if she didn't notice the Minister's approach. But as he got closer, she began to slosh handfuls of water up at him. As she finished the last verse one more time, she stopped singing for a bit and fell into a dreamy humming. Suddenly she raised her head and looked at him with grey eyes the color of the ocean during a storm. "Something is very wrong," she suddenly said very clearly. "Things are not as they're supposed to be!" And her last word turned into a grief-stricken wail, which, as it finally died out, turned back into that strange song..."We live our lives beneath the sea...."