Post by stickeen on Oct 2, 2007 20:04:23 GMT -5
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And to think, when she had first been introduced to this wall, she thought of it as the entrance to her demise. How wrong she had been! It was nothing less than a threshold to heaven.
And yet, she couldn't make herself go through. Maci was staring happiness in the face, and she was too afraid to approach it...
Maci took a deep breath. She hadn't realized, until the relief claimed her, that she hadn't been breathing. The girl closed her eyes; perhaps by shielding the boundary from her view, she would have a better time passing it. Slowly, focusing a great deal on breathing evenly, she began to walk.
She knew when she was across; she could sense it. Maci didn't need to hear the sound of the train or the mention of Hogwarts to know. The entire atmosphere seemed to change, like she had stepped through a thick cloud of fog; like she was being introduced to the sunlight.
Her eyes shot open at once, and immediately she regretted this. Tears began to come, without warning, for every swishing black cloak; every newly polished wand; every happily excited word spoken. Happy tears. For one immeasurable moment she stood, watching the students wave; listening to people babble about teachers and classes and magic. Magic. She had desperately missed magic.
Maci began focusing on her breathing again. She dried her tears on her light tan sweater and composed herself, feeling a bit childish for crying. Picking up her light suitcase once again, Maci began walking towards the train.
She sighed, feeling more indescribable nostalgia as she began walking down the rows of compartments. Of course the only one open was far in the back. What else had she expected? She had, after all, wasted quite a long time doing childish things such as crying. She didn't care. As long as she was here-as long as she was on her way back to Hogwarts-she was content; Ecstatic. She would ride on top of the train if she had to!
One more wave of relief swept over her as she sat down in the seat and looked out the window, her blue orbs searching for each and every familiar aspect to drink in. And soon the train began to move, accelerating much too slowly as it carried her to Hogwarts, the place she had been dreaming about for much too long. Her pulse began speeding with the train, accelerating every second she came closer to the place she had missed so much.
It was so plane.
The fact that something so ordinary, so... insignificant could cause this much adrenalin to pump mercilessly through her veins was almost funny. But, nevertheless, Maci Lasson was frozen as she stared at the simple brick boundary, unable to look away; unable to move closer. Everything that she had been dreaming of, waiting for-everything that made her life worth living-was waiting for her behind those bricks. How could something so ordinary hold something so unbelievable?And to think, when she had first been introduced to this wall, she thought of it as the entrance to her demise. How wrong she had been! It was nothing less than a threshold to heaven.
And yet, she couldn't make herself go through. Maci was staring happiness in the face, and she was too afraid to approach it...
Maci took a deep breath. She hadn't realized, until the relief claimed her, that she hadn't been breathing. The girl closed her eyes; perhaps by shielding the boundary from her view, she would have a better time passing it. Slowly, focusing a great deal on breathing evenly, she began to walk.
She knew when she was across; she could sense it. Maci didn't need to hear the sound of the train or the mention of Hogwarts to know. The entire atmosphere seemed to change, like she had stepped through a thick cloud of fog; like she was being introduced to the sunlight.
Her eyes shot open at once, and immediately she regretted this. Tears began to come, without warning, for every swishing black cloak; every newly polished wand; every happily excited word spoken. Happy tears. For one immeasurable moment she stood, watching the students wave; listening to people babble about teachers and classes and magic. Magic. She had desperately missed magic.
Maci began focusing on her breathing again. She dried her tears on her light tan sweater and composed herself, feeling a bit childish for crying. Picking up her light suitcase once again, Maci began walking towards the train.
She sighed, feeling more indescribable nostalgia as she began walking down the rows of compartments. Of course the only one open was far in the back. What else had she expected? She had, after all, wasted quite a long time doing childish things such as crying. She didn't care. As long as she was here-as long as she was on her way back to Hogwarts-she was content; Ecstatic. She would ride on top of the train if she had to!
One more wave of relief swept over her as she sat down in the seat and looked out the window, her blue orbs searching for each and every familiar aspect to drink in. And soon the train began to move, accelerating much too slowly as it carried her to Hogwarts, the place she had been dreaming about for much too long. Her pulse began speeding with the train, accelerating every second she came closer to the place she had missed so much.
To her home.