Ugh... My entire body aches, and my room is coated in ice. The cockatiel is nowhere to be found, and the cage is... mangled. The window is broken as well. Oh my. That was me, wasn't it?
A bare cell in a tower, from which I could see the outside world. Every time I touched the bars, the wards blocked me, burned me, and seared the skin from my hands, but I had to try. The pain was... not important. Worse had... but those memories are ones I will keep entirely to myself.
I was strong, though. All he wanted was for me to cry, but after a while, I held out no matter what was done to me. Was it out of pride, or simply spite?
All my memories can't be like this. The kind of person I am now must have some happy ones.
((OOC: These are actually the Christmas memories. Took 'em a while to kick in. Hm. Going by the apartment chart, Mikami and Snape, Lala, and Naruto and the Mokona are free to complain about water seeping through their floor, wall, and ceiling, respectively. And given that Himawari and poor Yuujirou are across from her, their door can totally be iced over if you guys feel like it.
-For anyone stepping into Yukina's room, the it and hallway outside are pretty damn chilly.
-The missing bird is not part of the Shiritori. Currently, she's chilling on the roof, wondering if this means she'll need to find another food source.))