Amy Stone
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Amy was in pieces returning to school. She didn't know what to do with herself half the time, and had stayed within the confines of the castle, seeking out solitary corners.
Today when she woke up however, she looked out of the window and decided to go out. It was still early, 5am according to Amy's watch. She dressed in a trance like state, pulling on only a pair of tracksuit bottoms and a a t-shirt, nothing more. She walked gingerly out the dormitory, in complete silence, not making a sound.
It was as if Amy didn't even need to tell her legs where to go, they knew what to do of their own accord. Her eyes were dull, her face pale, yet she didn't care, she couldn't care right now. The castle was empty and silent, and somehow oddly reassuring. It seemed to comfort her.
She walked slowly out of the castle doors into the fresh morning air. It was absoloutly freezing but Amy barely noticed. She walked softly, slowly, over to the lake front, the water shimmering in the morning sun and catching her eye. As she approached the waters edge, she sat down suddenly, the grass wet with morning dew.
She sat, completely still watching the water lapping on the shore. As she sat there she thought about everything that had happened. Amy shut her eyes, willing the pain out. But when she sat her eyes she could see a flash of light, the very same one she had experianced six years ago. She opened her eyes quickly, her breathing shallow. She was shivering immensly, finally feeling the cold as she tried to block out the images.
Today when she woke up however, she looked out of the window and decided to go out. It was still early, 5am according to Amy's watch. She dressed in a trance like state, pulling on only a pair of tracksuit bottoms and a a t-shirt, nothing more. She walked gingerly out the dormitory, in complete silence, not making a sound.
It was as if Amy didn't even need to tell her legs where to go, they knew what to do of their own accord. Her eyes were dull, her face pale, yet she didn't care, she couldn't care right now. The castle was empty and silent, and somehow oddly reassuring. It seemed to comfort her.
She walked slowly out of the castle doors into the fresh morning air. It was absoloutly freezing but Amy barely noticed. She walked softly, slowly, over to the lake front, the water shimmering in the morning sun and catching her eye. As she approached the waters edge, she sat down suddenly, the grass wet with morning dew.
She sat, completely still watching the water lapping on the shore. As she sat there she thought about everything that had happened. Amy shut her eyes, willing the pain out. But when she sat her eyes she could see a flash of light, the very same one she had experianced six years ago. She opened her eyes quickly, her breathing shallow. She was shivering immensly, finally feeling the cold as she tried to block out the images.