OOM: Draco at the castle
They step from Milliways onto the sand outside the castle. It's very white. Snow-white. And just as fine and powdery. The ocean laps at the stone walls of the very large building in front of them, and it's unusual because the water isn't blue.
And the sky isn't, either.
Since dawn has just recently broken, the sky is tinged a cool pinkish lavender as the red-orange sun rises. It shines on an ocean the colour of jade, with white foam kissing the waves. Moon smiles at Draco.
"We're the only ones who live on this plane," she explains. "Nothing changes here unless we want it to." Moon points to the battlements of the castle. "I still don't understand why they insisted on battlements. Battlements are for battle and there's no one to battle here."
This is the home of the tarot cards.
And the sky isn't, either.
Since dawn has just recently broken, the sky is tinged a cool pinkish lavender as the red-orange sun rises. It shines on an ocean the colour of jade, with white foam kissing the waves. Moon smiles at Draco.
"We're the only ones who live on this plane," she explains. "Nothing changes here unless we want it to." Moon points to the battlements of the castle. "I still don't understand why they insisted on battlements. Battlements are for battle and there's no one to battle here."
This is the home of the tarot cards.
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"That's where you're wrong. And you'll see. This way, you'll see."
Sorrow looks up and sees Moon in the doorway, the green-eyed card frowning and fidgeting with the laces of her corset.
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"No..." he sobbed.
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"Draco."
She didn't have much else to say. Being a creature of magic, she'd be destroyed to lose it.
There were times Moon hated what the tarot cards did.
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"It will get better," she murmurs.
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Sorrow didn't like being the one to set things in motion. It's where she and her father differed greatly.
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Comfort.
He was crushed and hurting and now... now there was comfort. He just needed to take it.
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"It isn't the end of the world," she whispers.
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"Oh, no it isn't. You're alive. You're healthy. You're loved. The sun doesn't rise and set on magic alone."
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It was a painful start, Moon thinks. Drastic and painful.
But so had been Gorlim's shove from the old life into the new.
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"That's what we're going to to find out."
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"How?"
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Moon hugs him close, giving a shakey sigh.
"Do you want to go inside and have some tea?"
She thinks tea helps everything.
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"Why not? What's so terrible about it?"
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"Draco, you have no idea who you are. With or without the magic. What's done is done. You will have to cope with it. Accept it. Because your wand is broken."
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But then brighten, "Wait, Miniver's got his wand. I can borrow it till I can get a new one. Yes."
He's still not getting it.
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"I will take his if I have to."
Not break it, no.
But this was important, and if she had to whack Draco on the head, she would.
"You asked for help. Now take it."
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