- Messages
- 955
- OOC First Name
- Jess S
- Blood Status
- Mixed Blood
- Relationship Status
- Married
- Sexual Orientation
- Eternally Smitten
- Wand
- Cedar Wood, Hippogriff Feather core, 13 1/2 inches
- Age
- 12/23/2033 (28)
Onyx hummed to himself as he came into the park. He'd really enjoyed his school year so far. Good friends, things were great with his sister, classes were decent. He wandered through the trees, staying near the path but not on it. It was quiet times like these when his thoughts drifted to his parents. He wished he'd had a chance to know them. He smiled to himself and started to sing softly as he walked.
"You know I want you, It's not a secret I try to hide.
I know you want me, So don't keep saying our hands are tied.
You claim it's not in the cards, Fate is pulling you miles away.
And out of reach from me, But you're here in my heart.
So who can stop me if I decide, That you're my destiny?
What if we rewrite the stars?
Say you were made to be mine
Nothing could keep us apart
You'd be the one I was meant to find
It's up to you, and it's up to me
No one can say what we get to be
So why don't we rewrite the stars?
Maybe the world could be ours
Tonight."
His voice faded, and he leaned against a nearby tree. He swiped at his eyes, his other hand in his jacket pocket. That song always made him cry. He couldn't wait until he could show Sapphire the video of their parent's proposal. Uncle James and his dad had been in a band once and had played that song for his mother. He smiled sadly. He was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't hear anyone approaching.
"You know I want you, It's not a secret I try to hide.
I know you want me, So don't keep saying our hands are tied.
You claim it's not in the cards, Fate is pulling you miles away.
And out of reach from me, But you're here in my heart.
So who can stop me if I decide, That you're my destiny?
What if we rewrite the stars?
Say you were made to be mine
Nothing could keep us apart
You'd be the one I was meant to find
It's up to you, and it's up to me
No one can say what we get to be
So why don't we rewrite the stars?
Maybe the world could be ours
Tonight."
His voice faded, and he leaned against a nearby tree. He swiped at his eyes, his other hand in his jacket pocket. That song always made him cry. He couldn't wait until he could show Sapphire the video of their parent's proposal. Uncle James and his dad had been in a band once and had played that song for his mother. He smiled sadly. He was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't hear anyone approaching.