Pretty Things

[Erik Malone]

Morning. The faint glow of the sun peeked up from behind the horizon, lighting the sky with faint shades of Grey and pink and yellow. The air still held night-chill; though it was October and clearly spring now, by the patches of grass and new tree buds that showed through the snow, it was far from warm. Erik was wrapped in his cloak against the cold breeze, leaning against the wall at the edge of this part of the tower - all that lay between him and the ground, six stories below.

His arms rested on the stone, a wand dangling from one hand. He wanted to get some fresh air, indulging in the habit he had not yet managed to break. He was alone. Or he thought he was. At any rate, he was alone enough to sink into a pleasant daydream haze.

Sorry lame.

 

[Arial Wright]

Neita escaped from her dormitory she'd woke up early and couldnt just sit around. The Hufflepuff smilled in anticipation as she climbed the tower and realized she was gunna catch the sunrise.

She made it to the top and got a sudden view of the beautiful colours that crossed the sky. "Wow" neita muttered in admiration. Mesmerized she walked towards a windowsill, unaware of anything but the sunrise.

As Neita fell out of her trance she suddenly became aware of the presence of someone else in the tower. "Oh, hi..." Neita said smilling friendly and apologetically at the boy.