Post by Rosalie Eppes on Apr 13, 2008 17:07:08 GMT -5
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After much roaming around and getting lost, Rosalie had found herself in the oddest of locations, Ravenwood Tower. Leaning over the ledge, a young woman about seventeen years of age, stared out into the twilight sky. Her deep golden robes blending with hair of the same shade that was held in a straight plait.
"There is much to do in such short time," she whispered as she kept herself out of the view of most students that filtered in and out. "Keep hidden, make sure Selene doesn't snuff it, and pass all my classes. Why must sister place such a burden upon me?" she sighed as she lowered her gaze toward the Shining Lake.
Closing her eyes, the teen reached into her oxford to retrieve a small rose shaped pendent intertwined with a cross. "Please let her forget about these vile plans, let my dear cousin live to see seventeen. And I beg to remain here longer than I am suppose to," she prayed in hushed tones.
The stars twinkled and danced over head. The clouds joining on occasion. The moon also seemed to be a part of this grand ball in the sky, serving as a beacon. The winds of change blew gently that spring night giving a sure omen of what was to come. This brought hope to the witch.
"Thank you," she whispered.
Seconds turned to minutes and minutes turned to hours. However, the young maiden still stood not moving from her place in the tower. The moonlight gave Rosalie an almost goddess like glow to her normal plain look. No she wasn't ugly by any means, she was just kind of just there. A perfect person to send to blend in with a crowd. Her only physical trait that could easily be pointed out were her golden orbs that seemed to almost shine constantly.
Looking back up at the night sky, she smiled weakly upon seeing a shooting star. Make a wish she thought to herself as she prepared herself. "Please let me find someone whom I can have no fear of telling my purpose here," she whispered. "Someone whom I can love, can trust, and can help me in my quest," she finished quietly.
After much roaming around and getting lost, Rosalie had found herself in the oddest of locations, Ravenwood Tower. Leaning over the ledge, a young woman about seventeen years of age, stared out into the twilight sky. Her deep golden robes blending with hair of the same shade that was held in a straight plait.
"There is much to do in such short time," she whispered as she kept herself out of the view of most students that filtered in and out. "Keep hidden, make sure Selene doesn't snuff it, and pass all my classes. Why must sister place such a burden upon me?" she sighed as she lowered her gaze toward the Shining Lake.
Closing her eyes, the teen reached into her oxford to retrieve a small rose shaped pendent intertwined with a cross. "Please let her forget about these vile plans, let my dear cousin live to see seventeen. And I beg to remain here longer than I am suppose to," she prayed in hushed tones.
The stars twinkled and danced over head. The clouds joining on occasion. The moon also seemed to be a part of this grand ball in the sky, serving as a beacon. The winds of change blew gently that spring night giving a sure omen of what was to come. This brought hope to the witch.
"Thank you," she whispered.
Seconds turned to minutes and minutes turned to hours. However, the young maiden still stood not moving from her place in the tower. The moonlight gave Rosalie an almost goddess like glow to her normal plain look. No she wasn't ugly by any means, she was just kind of just there. A perfect person to send to blend in with a crowd. Her only physical trait that could easily be pointed out were her golden orbs that seemed to almost shine constantly.
Looking back up at the night sky, she smiled weakly upon seeing a shooting star. Make a wish she thought to herself as she prepared herself. "Please let me find someone whom I can have no fear of telling my purpose here," she whispered. "Someone whom I can love, can trust, and can help me in my quest," she finished quietly.