- Messages
- 581
- Wand
- Black Walnut/ Maple Wand 12 3/4 Essence of Silver Thistle
- Age
- 5/2018
It was 7pm, and Nephrolepis had absolutely nothing to do. She was lost in the castle, yet for once, it didn't bother her at all. As she paced the corridors, only knowing that she was fairly high up, she came across a large, old door. This was nothing new to her; most of the doors in the castle were old and rusty, but she was drawn to it with a curiosity she had not experienced before. How could she resist? Making her way over to it, her shoes silent on the stone floor, she pushed it open with a struggle and peeped round the corner. She couldn't see much, for it was a dark room, but it was obvious that it was not very big at all. She soon realized that in the center of this tiny space, a spiral staircase led upward into a tower. Mouth open in awe, she let the door swing shut behind her and began to take off up the stairs. It was pretty difficult to see where she was going, but she used her hands to brush against the wall, telling her she was heading in the right direction. The stairs were twice as tiring to climb as they were to a normal first year, but something made her keep going, up and up until she finally came across another door. With all her strength, she pushed the door open and felt a breeze against her face instantly. In front of her was a large window looking down on the castle and grounds. Once again, she felt her jaw drop with amazement. Slowly creeping up to the window, careful not to disturb anything, she pressed her hands up against the window. The sheer height of the tower made her feel dizzy, but she stayed exactly where she was, breathing against the window and creating little patches on the window where she had breathed through her nose.