wendelin browne. (dreamsthatfly) wrote in fourteenshades, @ 2013-08-27 15:09:00 |
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Entry tags: | lorcan scamander, x-wendelin browne |
WHO. Wendelin Browne and OPEN.
WHERE & WHEN. By the lake, midday.
WHAT. A breath of fresh air.
When the Great Plague has ravaged her home village and the countryside, Wendelin had watched her kinsmen grow weak, pale, with away to sunken skin and hollowed-out eyes, and die. She had seen the black lesions bubble on to their jaundiced skin and heard the never-ending moans of pain. And she had sat back and watched all of it from the safety of Hogwarts. Magic, it seemed, had kept the plague away.
But magic had not helped this time. It had caused.
And being stuck in the house of the ill, seeing others taken by madness from their minds, well, she easily believed the rumors that there had been a demon in the village. Wendelin believed in the supernatural -- the things lying outside the world of magic -- even even her faith was weak. She did not know if she could believe that God would send a demon to them, but it convinced her that God was not the only one to Be.
Her thoughts had carried her outside if Moody's house, where she now walked slowly towards the serenity of the lake. The steps were painful, but she was resolute. Water had brought her tranquility before, and she missed the quietness and ambient light in the Slytherin common room. If someone was following her, however, she was too focused on keeping herself standing to notice.