Post by Fuu? on Jan 27, 2006 18:42:16 GMT -5
~Sorry, i really hate this but it is INVITE ONLY....If you would like to join PM me, yo~
Like ever obedient orb it was, the sun slowly but surly began to sink into the horizon. The sky was in an array of colors. Deep purples, baby yellow, silent blues and the hint of on coming black. It was chilly and Fuu could see her breath as she walked along the bank of the River. Wondering of the contents of her letter she pulled it out to read again. She had it in her coat pocket. Pulling it out she unfolded it and held it up the remaining light.
‘Fuyutsuki Mai Sunzaki,
Go to the River at dusk tomorrow. Ghosts of your past await you.'
She continued to read it over and over again. She could find no means of tracking the person who wrote it. It came from an unfamiliar owl with an unfamiliar seal on it. Fuu folded it up and placed it in her pocket. In her pocket was here wand just in case she needed it to defend herself. Which even if it was necessary she probably wouldn’t be able to use it that well.
Fuu walked in a continuous circle until she grew bored. Looking around she saw nothing to sit on. She was wearing her house robes and didn’t want to get them dirty. Fuu held her wand upright and at the centre of her body. She imagined a chair and with a slight ‘flick’ it appeared, sort of. It was like a big blue watery blob that jiggled like jell-o.
Even though she wasn’t satisfied with it she would sit in it. Only because she made it.
Fuu sat wallowing around in her chair waiting foe the ‘other’ to arrive.
Like ever obedient orb it was, the sun slowly but surly began to sink into the horizon. The sky was in an array of colors. Deep purples, baby yellow, silent blues and the hint of on coming black. It was chilly and Fuu could see her breath as she walked along the bank of the River. Wondering of the contents of her letter she pulled it out to read again. She had it in her coat pocket. Pulling it out she unfolded it and held it up the remaining light.
‘Fuyutsuki Mai Sunzaki,
Go to the River at dusk tomorrow. Ghosts of your past await you.'
She continued to read it over and over again. She could find no means of tracking the person who wrote it. It came from an unfamiliar owl with an unfamiliar seal on it. Fuu folded it up and placed it in her pocket. In her pocket was here wand just in case she needed it to defend herself. Which even if it was necessary she probably wouldn’t be able to use it that well.
Fuu walked in a continuous circle until she grew bored. Looking around she saw nothing to sit on. She was wearing her house robes and didn’t want to get them dirty. Fuu held her wand upright and at the centre of her body. She imagined a chair and with a slight ‘flick’ it appeared, sort of. It was like a big blue watery blob that jiggled like jell-o.
Even though she wasn’t satisfied with it she would sit in it. Only because she made it.
Fuu sat wallowing around in her chair waiting foe the ‘other’ to arrive.