ALLthatIwillKNOW --- BASIA

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[/size][/color]t wasn't a very bright day today, and Amistad knew very well that whatever the weather was, he would seem as if the weather was his own self. Since it was so droopy and the thunder was roaring, Amistad felt down and sluggish. Yes, it was the downpour of the summer. Probably one of the biggest rainfall that would happen the whole summer. But Amistad didn't know. He wasn't a weather satellite nor a weather forecaster. So Amistad tried to ignore it. He didn't want to seem very down and lost in thoughts. The boy's thoughts were a very complicated junkpile, as he'd usually would call it. Amistad knew how tough it was to get what he desired. Even if he had an eternity to live and accomplish those desires. Amistad just wanted everything to take it's way slowly. He's just like that. But he's also very determined, very wanting of somethings that he knows it's impossible, but does his way anyhow. Not caring whether he'd get hurt, or what not. Heck, it didn't hurt him then, well it did, anyways - and it won't hurt him now. He's vampire and that should be a full explaination for you. Just that simple word can describe how Amistad felt. Thrill but tragic.

T[/color]hunder roared like a brave lion, as thunder struck with it's melody. Amistad was sitting there, with his feet and body on top of the bench, right next to his wide opened window. The splattering of the rain came in a rush, but it didn't affect how Amistad was positioned. He quite liked it and didn't feel a touch of cold from the harsh wind. His icy face had reflected in the shadows of the room. The whole dorm room was bland and shadowy. Very peaceful yet you would want to run away from it. That was how Amistad felt of his vampiric blood. But the only thing was, was that he couldn't run or hide from it. It would always run in his veins, solid and frozen. Smothered by the chilling rain and the fogg that swept throughout the whole room, Amistad was motionless and his thoughts were too.

H[/color]e wanted a way where he could just set free and dream. But of course there wasn't anywhere else aside from the Mirror of Erised. He knew about the mirror from reading endlessly about it. It was the only thing that interested him. Was it the breath of knowledge of his loves and dreams? Or was it just as the mirror wanted him to want, his desires? It was a mixture of both for Amistad. He knew how to mirror can hold tragedies and thrills to your life. Once you look into it, you cannot hold back tears of lost and tears of joy. Amistad had never even thought of looking into the mirror. He actually thought it was a waste because of how he felt about living eternally because of his vampiricy. Really, Amistad knew though, that he desired plenty of things. Some totally outrageous and some of the most simplest desires you would or would not think of. Sometimes these desires would get you off track. You wouldn't be able to see the real world and whats right in front of you. Was it just the greed? Or was it just plain old want? It could also very well be the need. To Amistad, well he didn't know at all.

A[/color]mistad's face hardened, as if it wasn't hard at first. He was confused of where to go, and what to do. Of course, sitting here was very depressing on many levels. And listening to the thunder roaring and rain splattering wasn't at all fun, but then again felt relaxing. Amistad made his way off of the seat, and crossed the darkened room. He ignored turning the lights on and slipped off his shirt instead. Taking a towl, he wiped off all of the water that was taking over his cold and hardened body. Slipping on another shirt, Amistad threw away the used towl that landed lightly on his bed. He always wondered why there was a bed. Possibly because a thousand of years ago when Beauxbatons was first founded, they didn't think vampires could be wizards. Amistad smirked at the bed and let out a sarcastic sigh. He sped in his vampiric speed and out the Sournois Common Room. Crossing through corridors, Amistad came across an abandoned door. He knew it was the Mirror of Erised. "Is it?" Amistad asked out of no where. His sweet velvet voice echoed in a light whisper throughout the whole corridor. He walked in and saw the all famous mirror.
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