regal; soaring; finding my place
Last night had managed to be both the best and worst day for her and it wasn't even Christmas yet. Rowan could have almost laughed at the entire thing if she didn't feel like she wanted to cry instead. Except, that wasn't really how she felt at all, she just felt... numb, like nothing really mattered anymore, or like, the world finally decided it didn't need to spin on it's axis so everything else was slowly catching up with the new world order. A new world order that completely sucked by the way. Rowan had lined a bunch of dummies up against the wall. She never really practiced like this, but, she needed to blow off some steam, the feelings she tried to keep herself closed off from bubbling slowly beneath the surface. She only ever did this when her emotions were so tangled up she couldn't keep track of them and she needed some kind of stress relief to stop her head from exploding. It was the only way she could concentrate, through violence. She'd started off with a couple of low level spells, expelliarmus, stupefy, the trip jinx and gotten increasingly more violent as the time wore on. With each spell, her anger seemed only to rise as she thought about what Elio had said to her on the cliffs, until finally, "REDUCTO!" The dummy in front of her exploded and splintered, and Rowan had to duck from a few of the more problematic pieces heading in her direction.