The air around the castle was dead for a winter evening in January. Sabrina's footprints made their way from the castle steps to the lake. She kept a good pace away, but yet couldn't help be drawn to it now. It had almost taken her life. Noreen had warned her too. Was is coincidence that Remus happened to be the one to rescue her? Or was it fate that she even fell through.
A light breeze picked up, tossing back her ebony locks and she looked up to the sky. Twilight. The best time of day, just late enough for the stars to be out, and just early enough for a faint hue to cover the white grounds. It was a gorgeous and almost dream like state.
A light breeze picked up, tossing back her ebony locks and she looked up to the sky. Twilight. The best time of day, just late enough for the stars to be out, and just early enough for a faint hue to cover the white grounds. It was a gorgeous and almost dream like state.
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