Elizabeth Anne NightRoad
~ Witch
She grew up
on the side of the road
Where the church bells ring
and strong love grows
As Elizabeth continued her search, she thought she heard the girl nearby say something. However, when she looked over her shoulder, Elizabeth didn’t see the girl’s mouth moving. She shrugged at her hearing playing tricks on her. Her eyes focused back on the books in front of her. She pulled out a book carefully and flipped it open. The witch could tell she was getting closer to finding something on witchcraft, for the book contained a history of the Salem Witch trials. Though, Elizabeth found herself frowning at what her mother had told her about those trials. Those poor witches! But, those trials, along with many other incidents, simply proved that witches had to keep themselves hidden. The need to keep one’s identity a secret was something she had been taught early on. Though now, it was an instinct she wasn’t sure she could easily ignore.
Before her mind could any further on what the book reminded her about, she felt someone bump into her. She staggered slightly while her arms kept a tight grip on the book. Luckily, Elizabeth kept herself from falling over, and kept the book from slipping from her hands. A good thing too considering the witch had no idea if the book, or any books in here, had a curse on them. Her head turned in the direction she had been bumped into and noticed it was the orange haired girl. “Was I standing in your way?” Elizabeth kept her voice calm. After all, while a faint part of her felt annoyed, she wasn’t about to let that show. Not when she had no idea what race this person might be, let alone if they were dangerous.
Her eyes looked down and noticed a paper on the ground. She put the book up and started to crouch down when she noticed…a blue puppy doing? Elizabeth blinked slightly as she watched the blue dog stand on its hind legs with the paper in its mouth. She supposed the dog was trying to act cute. But, with Elizabeth being raised around cats, she found herself not liking their opposite. Thus, when the dog whined faintly, she shook her head. “Is the dog yours?” The witch tilted her head slightly as she decided to pick up the blue haired dog. After all, she wanted to make sure she was actually seeing this and wasn’t somehow hallucinating on her first day here. The witch made sure to keep the dog’s face aimed towards the orange haired girl since the dog had likely a paper of hers in its mouth.
She had to admit that the fur felt soft against her fingers. That was something she hadn’t expected from a dog. Though, the fact she could feel the fur proved that color was all too real. However, Elizabeth did one final testing by parting the hair on the spine of the dog. When she noticed the blue went all the way down to the skin, she shrugged slightly. “I must say though. I never have seen a blue dog before…is it a familiar?” Elizabeth posed the question out loud. But, if the girl didn’t answer her, the witch wouldn’t really care. “Or are blue dogs a common sight around here?” She looked towards the orange haired girl at that and looked back at the dog. “Would be convenient if you could actually speak.” Then, Elizabeth would surely have her answers.
However, life was rarely so simple. Answers rarely fell down into one’s lap, and they usually required much effort to find them. Just because Elizabeth knew that though didn’t mean she liked that fact. For now though, all Elizabeth could do was continue to hold the dog and examine the dog with her eyes. She hoped that by doing so, that maybe she could gain some kind of clue as to what made the dog so…blue.
She grew up good
She grew up slow
Like American
Honey
Where can I be found: Teras Academy: Library with (Sophie) and a blue puppy(Caleb)
Love: No one
Current Status of Familiar: Not out
Items on person: Dorm Keys
