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Book Quotes

I am I, and yet I'm something more, because I feel that I am he as well: in other words, I am my father.

— Kenzaburo Oe, Death by Water

* I feel this about my mother and me

Hogwarts: The New Professors

𝒮𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓅𝒽𝒾𝓂𝒶 𝐸𝓋𝑒𝓁𝓎𝓃𝓃𝑒 𝑅𝑜𝓈𝑒
· · ────── ·𖥸· ────── · ·

𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘

They seemed like a decent lot of professors. All of them were troubled by who the future headmaster was, and in some vein of thought, Seraphima felt a relief with this. To have no clue always made her feel a bit off; but to have a whole group of person pondering such a (in a way) lighthearted mystery felt welcoming. They all had at least one thing in common. No one knew for sure.

Now, the change of scenery had been pleasant, to say the least. She had a better idea of how to re-arrange her classroom. Why had she not made the initial leap of faith before? The desks would just not do. Pillows were solidly more comfortable and make much better for her lesson plan. Ah yes, a bit eccentric and odd for a class of her type. But, she always was a tad bit off.

With a flick of her wrist, the room began to please itself to Seraphima’s liking. Hurry, hurry, no. Seraphima mused to herself. She was perhaps a bit interested in the Hogsmeade Back to School Party. In fact, she was half-wondering if any new co conclusions had been drawn about the Headmaster.

Her heeled boots clicked together and shuffled, as she made a small curtsy to her room. “Thank you very much,” Seraphima grinned. And with her wand in her hand, she turned and left her classroom. When she left the room, she tapped her wand twice on the dusty air of the school. The lights of the classroom turned off, and the door shut and locked with a click.

What to wear? What to wear?

Naturally, she thought to wear the exact outfit she was already sporting. It did not look half-bad, and if anything, she felt it added a sense of respectfulness to her job title, considering how odd her classroom had been sorted. However, her mother dearest might make small talk, and wasting such an opportunity to model her mother’s latest spells would only be quite distasteful.

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Banned for being an English Lexicon Nazi.

Hogwarts: The New Professors

I have a post coming!

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Banned for being an angel.

Avalia

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R O W A N

Taken by an orc for the second time in one day. The incomplete thought need not be completed to express any such ingratitude from Rowan. He had a desire to blame Vasco, shout some vanity slur at the stupid puppy dog, but he reframed.

Barrock had made his place quite prominently in Rowan’s philosophy. He had let his guard down. It was his own fault.

Although unable to make much of a resistance, he struggled from beneath the orc’s large paws. His lithe body didn’t budge at all. The muscular paws were stiff and unmovable like solid rocks. His squirming was the best he could do to catch some sort of breath.

Things were fading.

He thought of Aurora foremost, as opposed to Vasco. He was going to get caught and taken, and she would be at the mercy of two creatures he hardly knew. At least, he had faith in Barrock.

Surely, Barrock could handle Vasco on his own. Perhaps, Aurora was feeling better, by, now. He understood this was a lie, but it was always true how the mind wandered to comforting thoughts right before losing consciousness.

“Run, Vasco!” Rowan grunted. Although, it very well could have been an incoherent gibberish. Thankfully, Light Elves (and Dark Elves even) had a grace that transcended through the ugly realism of brutality. So, perhaps, it was very well understood.

However, Vasco, of course, refused to listen and landed a solid kiss… no, headbutt on Kaelin’s mouth. There was something honorable in the human fighting for his life. And, as the lights faded from his sight, he saw a shimmer of hope.

Was this how his sister saw the world?

Hogwarts: The New Professors

I have a post brewing inside the confines of my imagination, rn; but before that, I need to work on another RP.

Hogwarts: The New Professors

Well, it seems Professor McGonagall did pass away and really cannot be the headmaster any longer. Rest in peace, Maggie Smith. 🌷⚰️

Post a random fact about yourself.

One time, I had asked my husband to get me a necklace for my birthday. I was very unspecific. So, when my birthday came, he somehow managed to convince me that he had gifted me an air fryer for my birthday. In the process, he had me watch all these unboxing videos of how amazing a particular air fryer was. (I am now an expert.) However, when I was finally done opening the huge packaging, it was a beautiful Cartier necklace. ❤️

the alphabet game. lol

Finagle