Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24038198-20130525015541

Avery walked back to the lake, that same lake where she had first seen her feathers, with the intention of practicing her magic. It was odd, she thought, that a person could live for so long and never see a part of their body for 13 years. And yet she had lived for that long with the fear of sorcerers being shoved down her throat only to find out that she was one. She reached the lake again and stared at is as the sun rested on the mountains in the distance, almost out of sight. Damn it, she thought. I missed the sunset. Nevertheless, she went to the water and stared into its depths, and unveiled her wings, gazing at them fixedly. 