Mommy.Morbid
ᴄᴀʀᴛᴏᴍᴀɴᴄʏ.
|| IC Photo taken for Mischief Managed ||
The corridors were dark, probably scarier than Tove had ever imagined them before as she snuck around the corner. Any minute now a prefect could come across her and her lit wand. The lions heart pounded with anxiety and adventure as she reached the ladder to the classroom. Divinations was her flavour of the year, she wanted to study where the atmosphere excited her and the feeling was there in the classroom. One last look around she placed her wand in her mouth between her teeth, the clack of biting down on the wood was the only sound but it sounded like a beacon telling the prefects right where to find her.
The divinations classroom was spooky and dark with only her lumos lighting the way to her favourite table. Quietly she sat with a soft creak sounding through the room. "Alright. Let's do this." ... Setting the wand down she opened her bag and pulled out a book before grabbing the tarot cards off the table. "Love..." she started pulling cards with a shaky hand, every so often glancing towards the attic door as if expecting to see another wand light exposing her and her delinquent behaviour. "Knight of Pentacles reversed... um I think that's being brave. Knights are brave right?" she whispered wrongly before putting the card down and pulling another. "Temperance reversed, I'm not hostile." she grumbled before sliding another card off the pile. "Three of wands... reversed again?!" she groaned putting her head down and scratching her fingers through her pale locks. This study session was meant to empower her but instead it was like a roast show staring herself for herself.
ᴄᴀʀᴛᴏᴍᴀɴᴄʏ.
|| IC Photo taken for Mischief Managed ||
The corridors were dark, probably scarier than Tove had ever imagined them before as she snuck around the corner. Any minute now a prefect could come across her and her lit wand. The lions heart pounded with anxiety and adventure as she reached the ladder to the classroom. Divinations was her flavour of the year, she wanted to study where the atmosphere excited her and the feeling was there in the classroom. One last look around she placed her wand in her mouth between her teeth, the clack of biting down on the wood was the only sound but it sounded like a beacon telling the prefects right where to find her.
The divinations classroom was spooky and dark with only her lumos lighting the way to her favourite table. Quietly she sat with a soft creak sounding through the room. "Alright. Let's do this." ... Setting the wand down she opened her bag and pulled out a book before grabbing the tarot cards off the table. "Love..." she started pulling cards with a shaky hand, every so often glancing towards the attic door as if expecting to see another wand light exposing her and her delinquent behaviour. "Knight of Pentacles reversed... um I think that's being brave. Knights are brave right?" she whispered wrongly before putting the card down and pulling another. "Temperance reversed, I'm not hostile." she grumbled before sliding another card off the pile. "Three of wands... reversed again?!" she groaned putting her head down and scratching her fingers through her pale locks. This study session was meant to empower her but instead it was like a roast show staring herself for herself.