Realistic or Modern The Winter Spell

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Please keep in mind that there will be no reservations made for this RP. Roles will be given to characters found fitting to play the role chosen (as shown in the character form made). Different, clashing personalities are a given and though each character is given a role, personality traits and what not are all purely up to the RPer. Try to be diverse and keep in mind that relationships with other characters will be emphasized (though not entirely. There still will be a plot). List down the password if you've read this and rules in your form below. Hint: Check the rules.

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LUCAS MILLER​

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  name: Lucas Miller
  
  
  age: nineteen
  
  
  gender: male
  
  
  role: E (waiter)
  
  
  
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  hair: (bleached) white
  
  
  eyes: light blue
  
  
  height: 5’ 8”
  
  
  weight: 147 lbs
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  99.999% of the time Lucas is a mess. He is so disorganized, always putting things down, forgetting where he left it and then finding it a month later. This largely has to do with the fact that he has a hard time focusing: it’s honestly a wonder he still has his job as a waiter (though having connections and a pretty face helps). Lucas is also a bleeding heart, he can be really emotional and is kind of sensitive. Because of this he’s quick to comfort, and probably one of the most supportive people in the world.

  quirks

  When he gets excited his hands go everywhere
  
  
  He rubs the back of his neck when he’s embarrassed
  
  
  He cracks his knuckles a whole lot, especially when he's nervous or thinking

  notable memories

  7 years old: Lucas’s mom asks him who he likes, his reply is to start gushing about this other guy in his class. When his mom tries to clarify that she means “like like” his answer is still the same.
  
  
  15 years old: This isn’t his first boyfriend, but this is the first one to take him into a bedroom. The experience was really underwhelming, a few days later he came out as asexual.
  
  
  16 years old: He gets a job at a restaurant near his house. The owner is a his uncle’s girlfriend, which is how he gets (and keeps) the job.
  
  
  16 years old: He bleached his hair with his first paycheck, it took him three tries to get it white and his hair was wrecked after. Over the years he's gotten better at it, knowing which dye types to use and now to take care of his hair.

  biography

  Lucas grew up with a single mother, his father having died soon after he was born. They struggled until his father’s brother found them. The two men had been estranged, but when he came to find him, all he found was the man’s wife and child. After seeing them struggling he decided to help them out financially. With the help of his uncle Lucas and his mom managed to live relatively comfortably. When he was a teenager he got his own job for spending money because he felt guilty asking his mom for money. He's always lived a rather quiet life until recently.

  
  
  
  
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  relationships: TBD
  
  
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  . he's asexual homoromantic (if necessary this can change, this is just my preference)
  
  
  . Lucas is totally tone deaf
  
  
  . his sun sign is Aquarius (January 24th)
  
  
  . his hair is naturally a dark brown
  
  
  . (more trivia will come probably)
  
  
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  Fahy grinned a little sheepishly at Jo’s observation that he wasn’t much for sports. He could already tell that this conversation was going to be a struggle to keep up. Even more so when Josiah mentioned his lack of hatred for biology. Fahy found himself propping his chin up on his hand while he listened to Josiah talk. The game was just starting so he tried to turn his attention to the court, and he sat up straight to see over the people in front of him. Though he still had a little trouble seeing the match going on.
  
  
  The druid was still a little confused at what was going on, understanding when people scored, but having Jo next to him explaining was just as helpful as it was distracting. On one hand, he understood the game a little better, but on the other hand he was getting really distracted by having his crush talk to him. Even if Jo was hardly even paying attention to him as he talked about the game going on. Fahy made sure to hum and nod as the older man explained things, but most of his attention was on Jo instead of the game. That was, until Val’s shot ricocheted off the rim of the basket and hit Ms. Baines, the school nurse, in the face.
  
  
  Fahy let out a small gasp right before Josiah started laughing next to him. Fahy nervously glanced at Jo, before looking back down at the field. “I don’t really think we should laugh at the blind nurse getting hit. ” He said with a frown, his eyes locked on the screaming woman as Analea tried to calm her down and remedy the situation. “I think she was bleeding. ” He said, squinting his eyes at how the nurse’s hand was pinching her nose. He had half a mind to get up and go down there, but he knew that they had it covered.
  
  
  While he was staring at the scene going on down at the court he heard his name called out. Fahy lifted his head in time to see his friend nearly face plant on her way up to him. “Quinn! ” he shouted in surprise, not at her falling because that was a common occurrence, but more at what she was wearing. He was used to her dressing more conservatively, not to say he’d never seen her dress like this before. Fahy had known Quinby since freshman year, and could say without a doubt that this girl was his best friend. So yeah, this wasn’t the first time he’d seen her dress this way, but she definitely didn’t do it a lot. He made a mental note to ask her about it later, maybe tease her too. Fahy watched in mild amusement as his best friend managed to seat herself next to him, tying her shoe. “Please Quinn, you can’t walk properly on a normal day. ” He joked, knowing she would deny it.
  
  
  Having his best friend stumbled up here had definitely calmed his nerves down, but he was quickly put back on edge when Quinn started talking to Josiah. Fahy tensed up the tiniest when he remembered the presence of his hopeless crush right next to him. When he made eye contact with Quinn, he could tell she was silently asking if he wanted be alone with Josiah, and panicked for a second. He grabbed her arm, silently begging her not to leave him alone. While he would love to have alone time with his crush, it was painfully awkward and he needed someone to make conversation a little easier. Hopefully Quinn would help. “Yeah, Jo played really well. We won the game. I mean, Caerulius won.” He told her, glancing at Josiah. He thought back to right after the game, when Josiah had been pissed about his teammates.

 

[AviouslyPTX]

Venus Giovanni Castella

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Name:


Venus Castella


Age:


18


Gender:


Female


Role (A-J):


A

Appearance

Personality

Personality:


Sweet, spunky, and feisty. Those three words alone would probably be enough to describe Venus. But then again, they probably wouldn’t do her justice. Venus is a million different personalities in one small girl. She is one of the kindest and sweetest girls ever, with an overall bubbly personality. She always wants to see people happy, not upset and angry or crying. She is always one to comfort people, especially her friends, and even if she doesn’t believe her own words, she can be very tact.


Venus is very determined. When she sets her mind to something, she expects to get it done no matter what. That reigns true for everything except for the one person that seems to be able to bring her to her knees with nothing but his presence. No matter how many times she tells herself that she’s going to tell (Will Add Name Later) her true feelings, she always chickens out and retreats back into her shell, getting more and more frustrated with herself each time she does.


Despite her sweet side, Venus is definitely one to have a temper on her. Though she controls it very well, she has a huge temper if she is pushed too far. She hates people talking about her family or friends, and it takes everything she has not to kill bullies. But she manages to keep it under control, letting her happier side show through more than her temperamental side.


Quirks:


*Plays with her hair when nervous


*Taps her nails on something when she’s bored


*Sings without knowing it


*Dances randomly sometimes


Notable Memories:


One of her favorite memories is sneaking out to a party when she was fifteen and getting drunk for the first time with her friends. Good times, good times.


Biography:


Born to an Italian father and American mother in upstate New York, Venus had a rather nice life. She never had to worry about where her next meal was coming from or if her parents were separating. She grew up in a very loving home as an only child, going to great public schools. As she grew up, she met her friends, people she stuck with through everything (for the most part), including (Character B) despite barely being able to form a sentence around him.

Everything Else

Relationships:


TBD


Trivia:


She isn't against any sexuality, but she is a heterosexual.


She is biracial--Italian and American.


She can speak fluent Italian, English, Spanish, and French (Self-taught Spanish and French).


She is in love with music and taught herself to play the guitar, piano, and violin. And on top of that, she can sing.


Writing Sample:


Just as Aphrodite had finished roughly half of her paper, a cool gust of air brought her out of her reverie. Instinctively, her body tensed up at the thought of someone invading the house, but all those irrational thoughts disappeared when she heard the voice of Malachi's best friend. Deciding to take a break from her research, she saved the paper and closed the laptop along with her book before getting up and throwing away her now-empty paper plate. She offered a small smile towards Nic in greeting though the smile didn't reach her tired eyes. She hadn't slept in days and it was starting to catch up with her.


Her smile immediately disappeared when he asked about Malachi as she accidentally rolled her eyes at the thought. "No and don't expect him back for at least the next few days since his Drama Queen side has officially come out," she said sarcastically, taking her seat back at the counter. "He hasn't answered any of my calls or texts and has obviously been avoiding me since I told him..." She stopped herself short and looked down, shaking her head a bit. "Never mind," she said softly as she slipped her hands into the pockets of her sweatshirt. It was obvious by the way he was acting that he hadn't talked to Malachi either, so he most likely didn't know about the pregnancy. He's gonna find out eventually so why not go on ahead and tell him? Because it's not his place go know. Once again, he's gonna find out because you're gonna gain like 30 pounds. Letting out a sigh, she finally looked back up at him as she shrugged her shoulders as she told him the most shocking news she thought possible.


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[HollyLeafForever]

PLS LOOK AT ME

Callie Macintosh

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  Callie Macintosh is my name officer, i swear.
  
  
  I really am 22 years of age, as of this year.
  
  
  Last time i checked my kind sir. My nicknames consist of Bigfoot, Addict, Colors, Hippie and Disney Child.
  
  
  So im looking to 'audition' my character for role H.
  
  
  No officer i am single, alone in the world for eternity.
  
  
  
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  So, Callie has purple,turquoise and green hair. It's permanently dyed this way until of course she bleaches it or shaves all her hair off.
  
  
  Her eyes are a beautiful ice blue that show her emotions even through her best lies.
  
  
  She stands at five foot nine inches, which is mainly made up by her beautiful long legs, but of course with with great length comes great size, she is a size nine in shoes... so bigfoot is a normal nickname. Then theres the case of her tattoos, all Disney tributes. Every last one of them.
  
  
  
  
  
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  This is her most recent tattoo and it is under her right breast.
  
  
  

  

  
  
  
  On record it says she weighs 145 pounds.
  
  
  Callie has a very unusual clothing style, it ranges from extremely stylish to major childish.Most days her outfits consist of a mid thigh dress with just below the knee boots and mid-thigh socks.Covered in a cute sweater or flowy cardigan.But Christmas is a special time of year for her, since its the all no judge season and be thankful for what you have, Callie's outs are mainly Disney things, Stich onesies, Disney pants and shirts with a Disney hat. For the two weeks of high school winter break, Callie wears nothing but Disney and thats been a tradition since grade school.
  
  
  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  

  
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  Edens car had been parked on the beach for some hours now, she was aware of the fact that she had been extremely early but the best waves were in the morning and she wanted to catch them.She was on her last wave when she noticed Mattys jeep,"So there all here already? Well,I guess this is my last wave then."She stood up on her board and began riding the wave smoothly.Carefully she brought her foot up and out it behind her doing a small ballerina pose. She wasn't interested in getting overly soaked, but it looked like she just might end up coming out of the water drenched. Her legs began to wobble a bit and the only thing she could let out of her mouth, was a quiet "Sh*t!" She went face first into her last wave, but she did it with a smile.
  
  
  She swam upwards with strength, as her mouth breached the surface of the water she loudly screamed " Yo, Matty get your stupid a*s down here right now." She waved her hands frantically for about thirty seconds, then she began swimming for her board. She pulled herself out of the water and onto her bored, cautiously she looked on the surface of the water for any signs of sharks. After yelling and splashing there was a good chance she may have attracted one, carefully she swam to shore making sure she wasn't being followed, every twenty strokes or so she would sit up straight on her bored and put her face into the water and look under her bored but every time there was nothing there.
  
  
  She was on shore the next time she looked out to the water, and still she didnt see a single shadow or dark shape under the water. She found that quite weird, but shrugged it off as something normal. She walked on the cool sand over to her orange colored jeep, her permanently dyed hair dripping wet and her bathing suit even more soaked if that was possible. She grabbed her towel out of the back of her jeep and began making her towards Matty and whoever else was with him. Leaving the water behind her and only looking forward with determined eyes.
  
  
  

 

[DreamsAreForDreamers]

I'm Tired

Name:


Mickey Josh Tare


Age:


19


Gender:

Female




Role:


J


Sexuality:


Lesbian

Of Being

Appearance




Height:


5 feet and six inches


Weight:


128 lbs


Eye Color:


Bright Greenish-Blue


Hair:


Dyed Brownish red, usually dirty blonde




Personality:




Mickey is an protective girl. She rather get hurt then someone else. She hates seeing her friends hurt or anybody. Emotional or Physical. She is brave and quiet. She doesn't really speak that much but she does write and tries to express herself with physical contact. Mick is possessive and has low self-esteem. She hates when people try to take what's hers. She has an anger problem but didn't always have it. She is sometimes suicidal but doesn't mean to act on it but does self harms




Quirks:




When she's angry, she tends to shut down and act out


When she has an big emotion, her mind shuts down and she can't speak


She tends to get angry at herself a lot and hits her leg.

Messed Up

Notable Memories:




One Day, when she was 10. Her dad was going to take her to a ice cream shop but before they could get there. Two guys came up while they were walking past an alley and tried to rob them. Her dad tried to protect her and gave them the money. The two crooks were leaving when one of them turned back and raised a gun pointing it at her. Her dad pushed her away and got shot himself and fell down. The two crooks fled while Mickey ran to her dad and yelled at him to stay awake.


Kade, her dad shakes his head and says "No, my little Mickey. It's time for me to go. But I want you to do s-s-something for me. " Mick nods saying anything. He coughs softly and says "Protect our family. Protect everyone you care about. Never let them live in pain" She nods saying "I will daddy" Kade closes his eyes smiling as he dies. Mickey yelled for help but by the time they got there. He was gone.




Biography:




Mickey was born to Kade and Yasmine Tare. They already had an 10 month old son named Donald but they called him Ducky. They loved Disney so their kids names were Disney characters names. She grew up happily until when she was 10 and her dad got killed while walking her to an ice cream shop. The family mourned for months but Mickey snapped them out of it. She promised her dad to never let people live in pain. She started to help out more and taking care of her baby sister named Minnie who was born when she was 5 and her brother was 5 and an half.


Mickey lived a happy life until she was 17 when she was hit by a car while walking back from work. She had an traumatic brain injury. She was in an coma for an month. When she woke up, she couldn't speak or control her emotions. When she was angry, she hit someone. She couldn't really pay attention really well either. She was epileptic as well She felt useless and stayed at home healing while her friends visited her and brought her work which she was still could compete. She has been homeschooling until now


She can speak somewhat normally now but still can't control her anger or emotions. She has been put in the hospital after having her 4th seizure in an mouth.







Relationships:




TBD

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[SarcasmSunshine]

Meet April Reyes.

Age: 29

Gender: Female

DoB: June 2nd, 1986

Race: Biracial (Black and Hispanic)

Sexuality: Asexual; Panromantic

Career: Co-host for The Example, a Rock and Hip-hop fusion radio station in Austin, Texas

Role: G

Password: Snowfall Ball

(music)(music)April Reyes! Reaching the world by ear! (music)(music)

"Through sunshine or rain, good morning Austin, Texas!" -April Reyes

Background

April was born and raised in Denver, Colorado with her parents, Demetri Simmons-Reyes and Erik Reyes, and [younger] twin sister, May Reyes. Even as a child, April was an excellent singer, which paired nicely with her sister's dancing ability. Both were encouraged greatly to pursue their interests. By age 12, the girls were an unstoppable force of creativity and admitted into Denver's School of the Arts. Not wanting to split up, they both chose Drama as a study focus. April didn't focus on academics as much as she did acting, unlike her sister. In high school, April joined the journalism club on accident, but soon fell in love with it. She decided to major in Journalism at University of Texas, where she interned for The Example and raised the ranks to co-host.

Personality

April is a natural born leader, always looking for straight forward solutions to any conflict she encounters. When she gets stressed, she definitely comes accross as bossy. She's such a hard-worker, that sometimes she can't help but find herself looping between "Do what I say" and "Let's talk things out". That being said, April still manages to [at least somewhat appear] to be chill and flexible. April loves to sing and occasional shifts into a singsong tone if she lets herself get too comfortable.

 

[lazee]

A speck of blue dust suspended in a ray of sunlight
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Cyan

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Eleanor 'Lèo' Engels


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21


||Gender||


Female


||Sexuality||


Bisexual, prefers females


||Role||


D


||Appearance||


Leo is a fair-skinned Caucasian woman standing at 5'7" and weighing...it has been a while since she weighed herself, but it is estimated to be in the 60 kg range. She possesses a mainly ectomorphic body (narrow and lean) and modest curves. In fact, there are times when she could be mistaken for a boy. Just from her face, one can easily spot her European heritage. Her short hair is naturally a fair blonde, but has recently dyed it blue. Her eyes are of an equally distinct light blue. She dresses with functionality and her wallet in mind. Rarely will you find her clad in brand-name apparel.
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Magenta

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When you first lay eyes on Eleanor, it may be hard to form a good first impression of her. Or any impression at all, for that matter. She comes off as distant, reserved and aloof, as if detached from the normal world. Like a princess locked in a tower. You will have a hard time finding moments where she would show outward emotion. Coupled with her tendency to be sparing in words, she would have been simply the typical wallflower, going unnoticed most of the time. Unfortunately (or fortunately), her distinctly attractive appearance makes it easy for her to be noticed in a crowd. Not that she enjoys being in the spotlight, heavens no.


It's safe to say that Leo hides much in regards to her personality. Come to know her enough and she reveals herself to be a warm and sanguine girl, albeit of a few words. She places great trust and care in those she can call friends and expects nothing but the same from them in return. To everyone else, however, she might as well be a locked diary. A polite locked diary. She makes it a point to speak softly and act with etiquette to anyone and everyone.Though she may not actively seek it, Leo cherishes genuine and heartfelt bonds. Having been deprived of an older sibling, she also appreciates the presence of one she could look up to and admire.


Leo is a scholarly person. Studious and diligent, she tries very hard to excel in college. Her admittance to her college didn't come easy. Her parents had sacrificed much to allow their daughter a suitable education. As such, the least she can do to repay them is make the most of the gracious opportunity laid out before her. The least she can do to make amends with her parents.


Surely beneath all her barriers, there is a lot of inner strife and depression, as is usually the case. You'd be surprised to know that, besides a sense of regret for her past actions and a lingering longing for his deceased brother, Leo is a mentally sound individual, but not without her flaws. She isn't used to social interactions with people her age, so she tends to say unintentionally inappropriate things or be brutally honest with others. She also cannot handle pressure well.


But of course like beauty, what becomes of her is in the eye of the beholder. Few have the opportunity to truly know her, and fewer still are able to break the emotional enigma that is Eleanor Engels.
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She will often whistle small tunes when studying, a habit she took after her brother.


When not angry or sad, she will always bear a benevolent and genuine smile. This is a method she uses to stay positive.


Sure signs of her talking to someone she is interested in are blushing and the emergence of a small stutter.


||Notable Memories||


At the age of 6, she almost drowned while swimming in a river. Leo has never swum again since.


At the age of 14, one of her close friends introduced her to the world of pornography and self-pleasuring, but wasn't impressed.


At the age of 16, she begun dating a boy, a year older than him. The relationship was short and sweet, ending when he had to leave for college. It left her wanting...more.


At the age of 17, her brother Shane died right in front of her eyes, marking the birth of the Eleanor you see today.


At the age of 19, she finally managed to obtain a scholarship to a notably outstanding university after taking a gap year for studying.


||Biography||


Eleanor Engels was born in the Chicago suburban area, to a rather modest family. Her father was a restaurateur of German descent and her mother, a nurse in a local middle school. She actually had a pretty vibrant childhood, all because of her brother, Shane. Shane was 7 years older than her and Leo admired him greatly. To her, he was the coolest, most charismatic being in the world. He had a major influence on her life. Hell, her nickname 'Leo' came from his being unable to pronounce her first name right.


Come middle school and she developed to be a diligent and ambitious student. She aspired to go to a good university and make the family proud, just like Shane who had been admitted to NYU. The Leo then was much different, much more outgoing and talkative. She was popular among her peers, even moreso once high school came and her growth spurt peaked. Unfortunately, that was all about to change.


It was a stormy Sunday evening. Leo and Shane had just came from shopping downtown. As they were heading for the train station, a robber armed with a switchblade set upon them and demanded all of their money. Her brother tried to reason with him, but to her shock, the robber remorselessly stabbed him in the neck and ran away with his wallet. At that instant, her whole world shattered. Her brother, her role model. Dead on the spot. Everything else that followed had been a blur, but she remembered screaming for help until her lungs gave way. The robber was eventually arrested, but was that any consolation?


After Shane's death, Leo was never the same, as expected from the trauma. She graduated from high school and managed to enroll in the university she had always wanted to study in. Ironically, her brother once applied there but was rejected. It saddened her to think that she could succeed where Shane had failed. But she soon realized that he wouldn't want to see her so sorrowful this way. It was hard forgetting, harder still overcoming the grief. Pretending she had gotten over it, however, was easy. And sooner or later, it was no longer pretending. Sure, adapting and getting used to her new peers would be hard, but at least she wasn't caught in grief anymore.


||Relationships||


New girl that she is, Leo knows few people around and is not sure that they would want to know her as well.


||Trivia||


Leo's zodiac is ...well, a Leo.


She is majoring in Social Psychology and minoring in English Literature in her university.


Her hobbies include photography, reading light novels and cooking.


Though she loathes to admit it, she is a casual smoker.


She is fluent in English, German and French, as well as partially fluent in Arabic.


Her favorite food is pesto angel hair.
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Funerals. Eleanor had only been to a merciful few, but why did she have to attend his, for God's sake?


Shane's death was one of great impact, not only to her, but to many others. His web of relationships had been vast and far-reaching. No wonder that the grief would be almost universal. People as distant as Australia grieved for his loss. It was sort of polarizing how small the world had become. That the death of a person in one part of the world could reach the hearts of people miles away. And Leo knew that every single one of her brother's friends had been genuine in their lamentations. It was apparent just from their eyes. She was glad that so many cared so much for him. Yet at the same time, she hated just how many had to be saddened by the tragedy.


Indeed, it would be merciful if only she held the pain.


Her parents were currently in the church, her father delivering a eulogy to the bereaved. Shane had been buried a half hour earlier. And in no less than half a century later, he would be dust. Leo herself was standing motionless in front of Shane's grave. Unable to part her eyes from the words on his gravestone. It was a quote from O. Henry, as well as their shared last words.


"I don't wanna go home in the dark."


So simple, and yet so profound. As far as last words went, he picked the very best one. Leo spent God knows how many hours just staring blankly at his grave. A constant reminder that an irreplacable part of her was now gone for good. So focused was she that she didn't notice the mass of people begin to leave the church and go home. Her mother went over to check on her, but saw that there was nothing to check on. The middle-aged nurse gave her daughter a comforting hug and reluctantly backed away to give her the space she deserved.


More time passed still in her silent reflection. The clouds turned gray and thunder rumbled in the distance. Slowly, drops of water rained down on her, soaking her clothes wet, them changing shades from a pristine black to a jet black. Harder the rain fell, her hearing clouded by the thunderous downpour. Eleanor looked up and allowed herself to be poured on. Inside, she felt a potpourri of emotions, but she wanted to be scoured clean. She wanted to feel nothing.


Nothing but the rain.

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Snowfall Ball

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