Amelia Royer (Ronsam) (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
rogueinladysclothing) wrote2016-05-25 07:03 am
rogueinladysclothing) wrote2016-05-25 07:03 am
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A turn of magical events [Tagging Viatorus]
It’s late when the text message arrives. Sometime after Midnight, if Viatorus can make out the clock on his phone through sleep-laden eyes.
I did it. I did it!
A few minutes later, a second text message follows up the first.
Are you awake? I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you. But if you’re up, can I see you? I need to show you!
Normally, Amelia would be much more respectful of someone’s sleep schedule, but tonight is not a night for that. Not now that she’s used magic, not now that she’s figured out how to keep from burning her notebook to ashes while she writes down everything she’s thinking and feeling in the moments the magic happens. Viatorus encouraged her to learn, to face her fears, and now she wants to show him that she has.
I did it. I did it!
A few minutes later, a second text message follows up the first.
Are you awake? I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you. But if you’re up, can I see you? I need to show you!
Normally, Amelia would be much more respectful of someone’s sleep schedule, but tonight is not a night for that. Not now that she’s used magic, not now that she’s figured out how to keep from burning her notebook to ashes while she writes down everything she’s thinking and feeling in the moments the magic happens. Viatorus encouraged her to learn, to face her fears, and now she wants to show him that she has.