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Sep. 27th, 2004 01:47 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
leplusbeauFleur sways with the movement of the train, and grips the edge of the seat cushion convulsively. She stares unseeing at the grain pattern of the windowsill.
They had left them. She, her mother, her grandmother, and little Gabrielle. They had left the others on purpose. They had hoped the government would catch their scent. They wanted as many veela as possible captured in France. Because the French veela did not care. They were happy to float freely among the Parisians and the winemakers. It was the Germanics and the old, pure tribes that wanted change. They wanted to walk with the human dark wizard, then tear him apart from the inside.
Her grandmother dreamed of the old days in centuries long past when the veelas were gifted virgins as sacrifice for their magics and their rituals. She longed for the time when humans, both wizard and muggle alike, feared them.
Her grandmother was insane, her mother was placidly following her, and all Fleur could do was sit, sway, and stare out into the night as they wormed their way through the mountains.
Betrayer. Betrayer. Betrayer bretrayerbetrayerbretrayerbetrayer…
They had left them. She, her mother, her grandmother, and little Gabrielle. They had left the others on purpose. They had hoped the government would catch their scent. They wanted as many veela as possible captured in France. Because the French veela did not care. They were happy to float freely among the Parisians and the winemakers. It was the Germanics and the old, pure tribes that wanted change. They wanted to walk with the human dark wizard, then tear him apart from the inside.
Her grandmother dreamed of the old days in centuries long past when the veelas were gifted virgins as sacrifice for their magics and their rituals. She longed for the time when humans, both wizard and muggle alike, feared them.
Her grandmother was insane, her mother was placidly following her, and all Fleur could do was sit, sway, and stare out into the night as they wormed their way through the mountains.
Betrayer. Betrayer. Betrayer bretrayerbetrayerbretrayerbetrayer…
