Jan 31, 2011 20:58
[It's a closeup of Bella's eye. Moving back a little, it's now a closeup of Bella's extremely confused face. AHEM.]
I remember this.
[And behind her, rumbling. The crack and split of stone movement, the shadow of a moss-covered limb. A vaguely humanoid shape as it comes into view, rendered faceless by moss and ruin. She turns, and the forge moves with her.]
I...
...don't remember that.
[Annnnnnd she's staring at the stick in her hand. She's ...used this before, she knows that much.]
jane chatwin,
!bellatrix lestrange