Who: Constantine Rivers & Open What: Taff's angsty! Shock, horror! When: Tuesday afternoon Where: The Library Rating: Low Incomplete || Open
He felt like a caged bird, staring out of the window. He had several pieces of parchment in front of him, and a book on astronomy, intending to write Aurora's essay, but really he didn't care less. Constantine didn't have magic and he, like so many before him, just didn't see the point anymore.
He was staring out of the window at the mist longingly. All he wanted was to fly, but hell, he couldn't even risk venturing out into the mist now without magic to protect him. Even if he got on his broom, you could barely see your hand in front of your face.
He was proud of himself for leaving the dorm though. Ever since he'd woken up with broken legs, the same injuries he'd dreamt of, he'd been convinced someone in the school must've cursed him. Being out in public, well it put him on edge...