- Messages
- 47
Is death significant to life?
Claudia opened her eyes, or what it seemed to be her eyes now that she was a ghost. It had been 10 years since her tragic death by the hands of death eaters. And it was only now that she had decided to show herself finally as a ghost. All those 10 years Claudia had watched the people who roamed the area; the wizards who made the school; the students who inhabited the school. And it was only vengeance that she felt all those times.
And now she stands, waking up from the long slumber that had taken her back from the other world. Claudia stood up with her ghostly figure, having curly golden hair like that of a doll, and a smile that very few people would have.
Her amber eyes glanced as a student came running down the dungeons, not knowing what the consequences would be. "Why, hello, dear student." Claudia greeted with a tiny voice that belonged to a child. And yet her voice was cold, making it obvious that she was a ghost.
Claudia opened her eyes, or what it seemed to be her eyes now that she was a ghost. It had been 10 years since her tragic death by the hands of death eaters. And it was only now that she had decided to show herself finally as a ghost. All those 10 years Claudia had watched the people who roamed the area; the wizards who made the school; the students who inhabited the school. And it was only vengeance that she felt all those times.
And now she stands, waking up from the long slumber that had taken her back from the other world. Claudia stood up with her ghostly figure, having curly golden hair like that of a doll, and a smile that very few people would have.
Her amber eyes glanced as a student came running down the dungeons, not knowing what the consequences would be. "Why, hello, dear student." Claudia greeted with a tiny voice that belonged to a child. And yet her voice was cold, making it obvious that she was a ghost.