Conversation heard in Gryffindor Dorm.
*A first year with silver hair* ughh.. why do I get called an arrogant slytherin when I'm clearly a Gryffindor?
*Hermione appearing out of nowhere* maybe because, your appearance follows after that drama queen malfoy from seventh year.
Mon vide, you are a sailor, sea-swallowed and sea-spat. Your days on ship are spent with memories of your feet in the sand, and the nights on land forget to cradle you like the sea.
Under its blaze, when the sun is as of use as its sunlight, with desparation, you want it to guide you somewhere beyond. Poor sun, when it beckons you deeper, further, all you want is for it to shine on your beloved.
There is only disdain for you here. Under the sun, you will never be satisfied.
- reign
It just so happens that I am filled with such unclaimed misery, I am convinced I smell of asphodel. There the pain, cumulative of all lives lived, is mine. Though not in flesh, it blooms for me, fresh.
- reign
How much can I write about a pain that refuses to lessen? Sometimes I think it will be easier to drink the ocean than to sink and sink further.
-reign