They come, they come with horn and drum.....
A rainy afternoon slowly fades into grey evening as the cold autumn wind whips tendrils of fog across the grounds. The odd ray of low-slanted sunlight withdraws in defeat, and the dark earth and dusty clouds seem to leech all the color out of the world. As night comes on, rain pounds the slated Hogsmeade rooftops and hammers at the heathers and grasses beyond the little town.
Slowly, creakily, the gates of the castle swing open and a lone figure strides through, his brow furrowed like thunder. The rain has soaked his robes; he can move no faster than his current brisk walk, but strains with every nerve to reach the castle, where -- against all odds perhaps -- he might gain some measure of peace.
[[AM BACK FOR A FEW DAYS. YOSH!!! Gai left his journal at Hogwarts and has no idea what has been going on in his absence. Come on, everyone, confuse him! XDDDD]]
Slowly, creakily, the gates of the castle swing open and a lone figure strides through, his brow furrowed like thunder. The rain has soaked his robes; he can move no faster than his current brisk walk, but strains with every nerve to reach the castle, where -- against all odds perhaps -- he might gain some measure of peace.
[[AM BACK FOR A FEW DAYS. YOSH!!! Gai left his journal at Hogwarts and has no idea what has been going on in his absence. Come on, everyone, confuse him! XDDDD]]