 ~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~
Arriving at the seating room, Sabel couldn't help but stop and take in the scene. It was empty. Completely empty. The first time he had been here, had been with Kellen, his support as he faced the Headmaster for losing points at the opening feast last year. Then, there had been the crowd of students when Huxely was attacking. Now, there was nothing. It felt strange, like a dead, silent weight hanging over; or perhaps those were his own, meandering thoughts.
Wandering over to where the maganizes were, Sabel picked up the Fisherman's edition and smiled as he flipped through it. The Headmaster really needed an updated version; he had to agree with Kellen on that one. Putting the maganize back down almost tenderly, he shoved his hands in his pockets and rested back against the arm of the couch. He wondered if Tate would have the time to talk with him, or if he would answer the questions at all. It was worth a shot.
__________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________
I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________
_______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy. |