Post by Deleted on Jan 16, 2018 13:28:29 GMT -5
After Caleb had gone on the run, the one thing keeping Lyra sane in that hellhole had gone and she'd been left alone, many times she'd fantasized about fleeing, normally when she was sat alone under the starry sky after escaping the insanity that had become her life. Just leaving Bláta Krev Ulice on a night to go not even two miles away from the place had terrified her, she never knew what was around the corner, so fleeing to France was a gamble she never thought she'd take. It had been handy that there'd been someone kind enough to help her escape though, she'd be lying if she said she hadn't been wary at first. Being in the camp had made her lose a lot of trust towards people and even though she still showed people kindness, it was sometimes forced, something Lyra never thought was possible for her but the camp had broken her. There was no ifs or buts. It had broken her completely. Admittedly she was still trying to teach herself that not everyone wanted to see her dead but it was hard to come back from being tortured just for being alive.
Lyra had tried her best to keep in contact with Sophia after she heard what had happened to Ti, she wanted to go and visit the older witch and tell her it'd be okay but it was too risky for her to go anywhere and she hated that. She hated that she couldn't be there for someone who had been there for her in her time of need. She sent letter back and forth, but it wasn’t like she had an owl any more so sometimes it took longer, one blessing though was after a week in the sanctuary, she’d been greeted with a most pleasant surprise as Smokey had arrived in the arms of one of the many volunteers helping people like her. It went without saying that she’d cried the minute she had her pet, he’d been her companion through thick and thin and being separated from him whilst in the camp, only getting to spend a few hours on a night with him had made things that much harder but she had him now, and she finally had something to distract her from reality when she still needed those moments alone. Her fox had loved being able to amble about in the sanctuary, she could only imagine the fact that it was nothing but caves and grounds surrounding them that it was like being in the wild for him, something he’d not been able to enjoy but like all wild animals, craved.
When her thoughts weren’t focused on Smokey, herself, Ti or Sophia, she found herself lost in thought worrying about her sister, she was under the radar for now, she was too young to be at school or control her magic, it was just easy enough for the Death Eaters to ignore her and make sure she never got her Hogwarts letter. She knew Whitby was probably free from as much havoc, after all it was a small enough place that the Death Eaters probably just ignored it. That was the thing that pained her most though, Lyra had to keep on ignoring her parents, she couldn’t tell them where she was or even send them an owl telling them she was alive, it was far too dangerous, at least in sending letters to Sophia, the older witch was a half blood so very little interest would be shown to her, but even then it was still a risk.
The blonde laid back and sighed heavily, only managing a small laugh when Smokey padded over to her and dropped down onto her stomach, she sat up and little to see him curled up in a ball before laying back down and starting to stroke him. Her mind still wandering over everyone that mattered to her. The silence bothered her, normally she liked to listen to the birds singing or the wind blowing through the leaves of the trees but here, surrounded by nothing but rock, Lyra was left only with her thoughts to distract her from the loneliness that was slowly starting to creep up to her.
Lyra had tried her best to keep in contact with Sophia after she heard what had happened to Ti, she wanted to go and visit the older witch and tell her it'd be okay but it was too risky for her to go anywhere and she hated that. She hated that she couldn't be there for someone who had been there for her in her time of need. She sent letter back and forth, but it wasn’t like she had an owl any more so sometimes it took longer, one blessing though was after a week in the sanctuary, she’d been greeted with a most pleasant surprise as Smokey had arrived in the arms of one of the many volunteers helping people like her. It went without saying that she’d cried the minute she had her pet, he’d been her companion through thick and thin and being separated from him whilst in the camp, only getting to spend a few hours on a night with him had made things that much harder but she had him now, and she finally had something to distract her from reality when she still needed those moments alone. Her fox had loved being able to amble about in the sanctuary, she could only imagine the fact that it was nothing but caves and grounds surrounding them that it was like being in the wild for him, something he’d not been able to enjoy but like all wild animals, craved.
When her thoughts weren’t focused on Smokey, herself, Ti or Sophia, she found herself lost in thought worrying about her sister, she was under the radar for now, she was too young to be at school or control her magic, it was just easy enough for the Death Eaters to ignore her and make sure she never got her Hogwarts letter. She knew Whitby was probably free from as much havoc, after all it was a small enough place that the Death Eaters probably just ignored it. That was the thing that pained her most though, Lyra had to keep on ignoring her parents, she couldn’t tell them where she was or even send them an owl telling them she was alive, it was far too dangerous, at least in sending letters to Sophia, the older witch was a half blood so very little interest would be shown to her, but even then it was still a risk.
The blonde laid back and sighed heavily, only managing a small laugh when Smokey padded over to her and dropped down onto her stomach, she sat up and little to see him curled up in a ball before laying back down and starting to stroke him. Her mind still wandering over everyone that mattered to her. The silence bothered her, normally she liked to listen to the birds singing or the wind blowing through the leaves of the trees but here, surrounded by nothing but rock, Lyra was left only with her thoughts to distract her from the loneliness that was slowly starting to creep up to her.