CandyGunpowder
ᴴᵒᵍʷᵃʳᵗˢ ᴱˣᵖʳᵉˢˢ
There was a whisper amongst the crowded train station - it caressed the faded footsteps of those coming and going from the station. It rolled off the backs of the old, and tickled the rose stained cheeks of the young, clinging to a parent's hand. A quiet whisper yes - but one that was flavored rich with the cool promise of autumn leaves faded gold and red.
A crowded train station is a place where whispers fall upon deaf ears - drowned out by the throng of people that clutter amongst themselves. It was the heavy cling of summer that threatened autumn's whisper. A claim that was so strong it had embedded itself thick upon the young, who clung back just as desperately for one last summer's moment.
The train at platform 9 3/4 whistled. Just outside the platform's magical stone barrier stood a young witch - she was a victim of the season's change. Autumn made itself known upon her by the bits of golden leaves that decorated her long blonde hair. Modestly dressed in rich ambers that swept around the bare skin that had once flirted with the sun. Though strip her of her layers and one would find the tell-tale markings of summer enriched upon her skin - perhaps most notably was her lightly freckled nose. It now wrinkled at the boy before her as she let out a soft breath that was still flavored by ocean salt. "I slept in."
A wave of emotions curled over Denna as she looked upon the face of Rylan Worthington - her boyfriend. Five years had the Witch been going to Hogwarts - always accompanied by her twin. This year was different in many aspects... And while there was a sense of sad nostalgia - there was also, for the first time... Hope. A beautiful golden hope that shone so bright and colorful that it put both the sun and the leaves to shame. Denna might have kissed Rylan there if not for the sound of the Hogwarts Express' whistle. The boy took her hand and they ran... They ran from summer - into autumn.
But most importantly - they ran into hope.
OOC note: The train ride a Mischief Managed has always been very special to me... It's something that I look forward to every year. My love of Harry Potter and magic brought me to role-play here. This will be my 4th-year role-playing at Mischief Managed - over the years it has given me some wonderful memories, as well as wonderful friends, that like summer, have gone but also still cling to me. But what I never expected Mischief Managed to bring me is the magic that it did in the form of a boy.
This will be our first (of many) train rides back together.
Thank you for sharing it with me, Rylan 💗
ᴴᵒᵍʷᵃʳᵗˢ ᴱˣᵖʳᵉˢˢ
There was a whisper amongst the crowded train station - it caressed the faded footsteps of those coming and going from the station. It rolled off the backs of the old, and tickled the rose stained cheeks of the young, clinging to a parent's hand. A quiet whisper yes - but one that was flavored rich with the cool promise of autumn leaves faded gold and red.
A crowded train station is a place where whispers fall upon deaf ears - drowned out by the throng of people that clutter amongst themselves. It was the heavy cling of summer that threatened autumn's whisper. A claim that was so strong it had embedded itself thick upon the young, who clung back just as desperately for one last summer's moment.
The train at platform 9 3/4 whistled. Just outside the platform's magical stone barrier stood a young witch - she was a victim of the season's change. Autumn made itself known upon her by the bits of golden leaves that decorated her long blonde hair. Modestly dressed in rich ambers that swept around the bare skin that had once flirted with the sun. Though strip her of her layers and one would find the tell-tale markings of summer enriched upon her skin - perhaps most notably was her lightly freckled nose. It now wrinkled at the boy before her as she let out a soft breath that was still flavored by ocean salt. "I slept in."
A wave of emotions curled over Denna as she looked upon the face of Rylan Worthington - her boyfriend. Five years had the Witch been going to Hogwarts - always accompanied by her twin. This year was different in many aspects... And while there was a sense of sad nostalgia - there was also, for the first time... Hope. A beautiful golden hope that shone so bright and colorful that it put both the sun and the leaves to shame. Denna might have kissed Rylan there if not for the sound of the Hogwarts Express' whistle. The boy took her hand and they ran... They ran from summer - into autumn.
But most importantly - they ran into hope.
OOC note: The train ride a Mischief Managed has always been very special to me... It's something that I look forward to every year. My love of Harry Potter and magic brought me to role-play here. This will be my 4th-year role-playing at Mischief Managed - over the years it has given me some wonderful memories, as well as wonderful friends, that like summer, have gone but also still cling to me. But what I never expected Mischief Managed to bring me is the magic that it did in the form of a boy.
This will be our first (of many) train rides back together.
Thank you for sharing it with me, Rylan 💗