As you turned to go I heard you call my name You were like a bird in a cage spreading its wings to fly "The old ways are lost," you sang as you flew And I wondered why
The thundering waves are calling me home, home to you The pounding sea is calling me home, home to you...
Trevelyan Valentine
Ministère
Messages : 156
Points RP : 2578
Localisation : A la chasse aux Mangemorts, quelque part en Grande-Bretagne
Emploi/loisirs : Auror
Parchemin d'identité Âge: 38 ans Crédits : Statut: Sang mêlé