#☆‧₊˚ slow motion & double vision in a rose blush `` threads: / frank {cissa} ✩

[younggodsx]

( @franklcngbcttoms — )

deep, calming breaths. those are the only kind narcissa is letting herself take right now, as she gazes around at the mess of her grounds. the black manor, her school, and the destroyed celebration of the light. the winter solstice had always been her favourite day of the year. it was about balance. dark and light bleeding into one another — just like her, sometimes more one than the other, but not letting either take full control of her being, just like the earth she rotated between the two extremes.

she catches sight of frank, when she walks inside, after making sure all the students and their parents are safe. against all odds, she finds the sight of him comforting. frank longbottom was an unknown factor, a man from a well respected family — a man who faced expectations almost as heavy as her own. her breath stutters, just a little bit, when she settles beside him. "i'm considering homicide," she tells him, "for when we find out who is responsible for this attack."

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