I would like to do something dark or small. I love independent films. I love emotional scenes. I love people who are struggling with something. I think it’s just the juxtaposition to my incredibly happy, positive demeanor.
“I will certainly take the praise for it. The world is for the taking but up to oneself to choose what you want to take from it.”
“Thank you Clarissa.” The young warlock said with a smile, as mean as Klaire knew Clarissa could be, she couldn’t help but feel very grateful towards the older warlock. The elder always gave her the advice she needed, and a couple of spells too.
“The Unseelie Court are definitely interesting although their definition of fun doesn’t necessarily appeal to everyone, well, it’s good to know that you’ve enjoyed yourself.”
“I can’t imagine it is something that appeals to everyone but perhaps I’ve accepted more of this world then I choose to see. I have you to thank for pointing it out to me.”
“To meet people who know my name is still so strange,” she replied, grinning sheepishly. “Very nice to meet you Klaire.” Looking around, she turned back to the girl with sudden curiosity. “Ravensbone. That sounds familiar. Where are you from?”
“I guess it must be. It was weird enough people recognising me in high school, I know isn’t the same thing.” Klaire smiled before frowning slightly “It does? I don’t think anyone has said that before but um I’m from Washington D.C.”
Ravens and Writing Desks 