Post by Eliza Pearl on Jan 11, 2006 19:47:14 GMT
It had only been a week since Eliza had arrived at the new school, but she was already missing her own country. The brunette had grown up on the east coast of Norway, in a town called Haugesund. She was missing her family, her friends, even the windy nights but above all, she was missing the language.
Eliza was walking around to find a suitable owl. It had to be strong, as it was going to take her letter across the North Sea, to her mother that she hadn’t seen in two years.
Finally Eliza found just the type of owl she was looking for. It was as black as coal and had huge wings that seemed strong enough to master as trip all around the world if it had to. Its feline eyes were yellow and followed the Ravenclaw’s every move. Now, all Eliza had to do was to get the owl down from the perch it was sitting on, at least 3 feet above her head.
Eliza was walking around to find a suitable owl. It had to be strong, as it was going to take her letter across the North Sea, to her mother that she hadn’t seen in two years.
Finally Eliza found just the type of owl she was looking for. It was as black as coal and had huge wings that seemed strong enough to master as trip all around the world if it had to. Its feline eyes were yellow and followed the Ravenclaw’s every move. Now, all Eliza had to do was to get the owl down from the perch it was sitting on, at least 3 feet above her head.
