hpsixwords; owl for Tonks

ooc: whatever has a strike through it, they are things that were erased so they are not for in-game knowledge.


( In the shadows of tall buildings, of fallen angels on the ceilings oily feathers in bronze and concrete, faded colors, pieces left incomplete. The line moves slowly past the electric fence, across the borders between continents. In the cathedrals of New York and Rome, there is a feeling that you should just go home, and spend a lifetime finding out just where that is )