| Roselyn | 06-12-2010 12:40 PM | With her hands in her pockets, Evelyn made her way to the most beloved yet hated tree in the whole school grounds. "We meet again..." she mumbled to herself, spotting the tree which in turn, made a smirk appear on her face. She WOULD somebody not be afraid of this tree anymore. But the branches...
So much like a spider!
Keeping her distance, Evelyn moved to another tree quite close by, keeping her distance also from the couple that were making her gag at the moment and sat down, back on the trunk and legs stretched out in front of her before pulling out her wand. She'd spotted this tree the day before on her daily morning run and thought the branches and just the whole outlook of it would be perfect for her runes that she still...needed to make. No matter! She was making them now.
Closing her eyes, the Slytherin took a few slow deep breathes, doing what the professor said about asking it or something, for...something. She didn't know. All she was thinking about was how perfect her runes would come out if she used this tree. Because they would! With a chilling breeze however, Evelyn shivered slightly before swatting away a few leaves brown leaves that fell from the tree, obviously having been strong enough to hold out winter. But..
Wait. That branch! She wanted THAT branch. "Diffindo." she said, pointing her wand at the waving branch, making sure her aim was good enough though. Yush! Summoning the branch to her, she sat there for a moment, the branch in her lap, as she stared at it. Yup. The perfect branch. Glancing once more at the, still stomach churning couple not to far away from her, Evelyn rolled her eyes before starting to work on her runes.
But how to get the design onto the wood? She didn't bring any ink or anything, and there were no rocks around good enough to cut into the wood... Wait. No, she thought of something better. Hehe. Fire was always good too. Having cut the individual runes, the Slytherin placed the rest of the branch to the side before looking at the eight wood pieces on her lap. Now, starting with number one. Having made herself memorize something out of a book about consimating the runes or whatever it was called, the hazel eyed third ear repeatedly spoke it in her mind as she burned the images into the wood; not really being in the mood for speaking, and since she wanted to make this as private as possible, speaking in her mind seemed to be the only way she could achieve that.
Becoming, slightly tired halfway through, she leaned back against the tree, feeling as if she ran a few miles, Evelyn almost forgot a very important step that she somehow skipped. Taking a vial out of her jeans pocket, the milky looking liquid swished around as she opened it up and poured the contents around the roots of the tree. She'd heard honey milk was a good offering for a tree, whether it be true or not, but at least it was something right? She would've gotten more, but she wanted to finish the runes before nightfall.
Taking a deep breathe, Evelyn sat up straight, putting the vial back into her pocket before starting on the other half of runes. Jeez, trying to concentrate on not charring the wood or burn you hand while repeating something in your mind was tough work! However, it must be done and she only had one left to go.
Which seemed like it took the longest to do. But once she was done, a small smile appeared on her lips until she finally just, leaned back against the tree and closed her eyes. Sleeping sounded good. REALLY good at the moment. Even she knew it would be pointless without the potion, resting her eyes, mind, and body was just too inviting... |