InsaneJournal

WHO: Luna
Where: Library
When: Late afternoon/evening (7-ish)
Rating: Work safe


Exhaustion barely began to describe Luna's state of mind. With interrupted sleep almost nightly, she would end up curling up and falling asleep while reading, or enjoying tea, or a bath. The first of those being how she'd ended up spending all day in the library without as much success as she normally managed.

Curled up in a corner with a mound of books arrayed before her, she popped a grape into her mouth. Desks were too small to see everything she needed to. Several books were open before her and a quill and ink was tucked next to her right hip. Leaning forward, she placed her finger against the page of one of the larger tomes. She chewed on the grape slowly, then stopped chewing all together when she turned the page. There, in moving color, was the woman from her dreams.

Luna stared at the picture for some time. The image of the woman called to mind easily the nightmares she'd been suffering. The woman's crazy laughter, her absolute glee at the pain she inflicted. It was all there. Even in the picture.

She spent the rest of the afternoon skimming through every book she could think of that could possibly touch on dark magic and nightmares. She didn't find any further connections to Pandora in there but she did go into darker magical books than she normally would consider. Perhaps a trip to Knockturn would be in order? Well, that would have to wait. She needed to figure out the connections.

Luna put the books back then headed home. This was going to require strong tea and her spectrespecs. She couldn't risk the wrackspurts fogging her brain.