- Messages
- 666
- OOC First Name
- ★ Missy
- Wand
- Yew Wand 14" Essence of Fairy Dust
Willow wandered into the small area known as the rosebush that laid near the lake front, the winter breeze creating delicate ripples through the lake. It was a beautiful sight, even in winter time. It was supposed to snow at some point, and Willow was excited for the prospect of Snow. Living in Mosgiel, when it snowed it created a wonderland, her farm which was surrounded by rolling hills created a picturesque moment of beauty and peace.
Clutching her violin in one hand and her satchel in the other, Willow briskly walked towards a small sitting bench near the rosebush, making out a small memorial for a first year girl named Rose Landers who passed away in her first year. Silently sitting, Willow wondered what Rose was like when she was at Hogwarts, was she excited about her classes? Did she make many friends while she was here? Did she think Hogwarts was the most magical and breathtaking place she has been in her short life?. It was questions that Willow would never knew the answer to; placing her satchel on the empty space next to her and unpacking her violin, she played a short tune that echoed through the silence, the lake's gentle waves dancing in the sunlight. It felt good to play music in a place that seemed so far.
Clutching her violin in one hand and her satchel in the other, Willow briskly walked towards a small sitting bench near the rosebush, making out a small memorial for a first year girl named Rose Landers who passed away in her first year. Silently sitting, Willow wondered what Rose was like when she was at Hogwarts, was she excited about her classes? Did she make many friends while she was here? Did she think Hogwarts was the most magical and breathtaking place she has been in her short life?. It was questions that Willow would never knew the answer to; placing her satchel on the empty space next to her and unpacking her violin, she played a short tune that echoed through the silence, the lake's gentle waves dancing in the sunlight. It felt good to play music in a place that seemed so far.