- Messages
- 20
- Blood Status
- Unknown
- Relationship Status
- Divorced
- Sexual Orientation
- asexual
- Wand
- Curly 16 1/2 Inch Swishy Alder Wand with Unicorn Hair Core
- Age
- 3/1999
A L I S T A I R ✻ K E N N E T H ✻ M A C K E N Z I E
ALISTAIR; ‘TO DEFEND’ ✻ KENNETH; ‘HANDSOME’
WHEN I FIND MYSELF IN TIMES OF TROUBLE, MOTHER MARY COMES TO ME SPEAKING WORDS OF WISDOM, LET IT BE
AND IN MY HOUR OF DARKNESS SHE IS STANDING RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME SPEAKING WORDS OF WISDOM, LET IT BE
LINKS & AUTHOR NOTE
Theme // Biography // Aesthetic // Relationships
Lyrics from let it be by the beatles
Dividers and bio coding by Clairey
Wand from fantasybynumbers.ca/gallery
Last updated date
LET IT BE, LET IT BE, LET IT BE, LET IT BE WHISPER WORDS OF WISDOM, LET IT BE
AND WHEN THE BROKEN HEARTED PEOPLE LIVING IN THE WORLD AGREE THERE WILL BE AN ANSWER, LET IT BE
QUICK INFORMATION
ALISTAIR; ‘TO DEFEND’ ✻ KENNETH; ‘HANDSOME’
WHEN I FIND MYSELF IN TIMES OF TROUBLE, MOTHER MARY COMES TO ME SPEAKING WORDS OF WISDOM, LET IT BE
AND IN MY HOUR OF DARKNESS SHE IS STANDING RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME SPEAKING WORDS OF WISDOM, LET IT BE
LINKS & AUTHOR NOTE
Theme // Biography // Aesthetic // Relationships
Lyrics from let it be by the beatles
Dividers and bio coding by Clairey
Wand from fantasybynumbers.ca/gallery
Last updated date
LET IT BE, LET IT BE, LET IT BE, LET IT BE WHISPER WORDS OF WISDOM, LET IT BE
AND WHEN THE BROKEN HEARTED PEOPLE LIVING IN THE WORLD AGREE THERE WILL BE AN ANSWER, LET IT BE
QUICK INFORMATION
FULL NAME | DIALECTS | OCCUPATION | PATRONUS |
Alistair Kenneth MacKenzie | Scottish-English | Parchment Restorer | Golden Eagle |
DATE OF BIRTH | BLOOD STATUS | PREVIOUS OCCUPATIONS | ABILITIES |
March 9, 1999 | Unknown | Librarian, Transfiguration Professor | Wordless Magic, Apparition |
AREA OF RESIDENCE | EDUCATION | MARITAL STATUS | EYE COLOUR |
Glencoe, Scottish Highlands | Hogwarts Scotland | Twice Divorced | Brown |
BIRTHPLACE | HOUSE | SEXUALITY | HEIGHT |
Glencoe, Scottish Highlands | Ravenclaw | Asexual | 6'2 |
ACCENT | GRADUATION | SIBLINGS | PARENTS |
Scots Inspired | 2017 | Lotte Stevens | Arise and Kenneth MacKenzie |
THE WAND CHOOSES THE WIZARD
Curly 16 1/2 Inch Swishy Alder Wand with Unicorn Hair Core
A SINGLE DIARY ENTRY
Diary Entry - June 15, 2044 Dear Diary, Today marks the end of another busy week in the village. The summer solstice approaches, and with it, the air is filled with anticipation and celebration. The Highland Festival preparations are in full swing, and I find myself immersed in both excitement and a touch of nostalgia. This morning, I woke early to the gentle lilt of bagpipes echoing across the misty glen. There's something magical about these early summer mornings, when the sun barely peeks over the hills, painting the sky in hues of gold and rose. It reminds me of childhood days spent roaming these rugged hills with father, listening to his tales of ancient clans and mythical creatures. Work at the parchment restoration workshop has kept me occupied. Today, I completed the meticulous restoration of an old family scroll—a relic passed down through generations. As I carefully traced the faded ink and repaired the delicate edges, I couldn't help but feel a profound connection to the past. Each stroke of my quill felt like a whispered conversation with ancestors long gone, preserving their stories for future generations. In the afternoon, I took a solitary walk along the shores of Loch Ness. The water was calm, mirroring the sky above like a vast, shimmering mirror. I paused at the edge of the loch, watching the gentle ripples dance upon the surface. The solitude was comforting, allowing me to reflect on the mysteries hidden within these ancient waters and the stories they hold. Tonight, I plan to join the villagers for a traditional ceilidh beneath the stars. The sound of fiddles and laughter will fill the air, weaving a tapestry of music and camaraderie. It's moments like these that remind me of the strength and resilience of our community, bound together by shared traditions and a deep love for our Highland home. As the day draws to a close, I find solace in the familiar rhythm of life here in the Highlands. Tomorrow promises new adventures and challenges, but for now, I'll cherish these quiet moments of reflection and gratitude. Until next time, dear Diary. Yours faithfully, Alistair |
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