It had just broken afternoon, with the weak rays of sunlight streaming through the small slimmer of a gap between the two heavy curtains. Layers of chilling frost were sprayed all over the window panes, and the flutter of snowflakes outside were slowly drifting to the ground, as she looked out from the window. Even from miles away, one could tell her eyes were sparkling; sparkling with such intensity it could melt the blanket of snow covering the pavement below. Her eyes finally flickered away from brightly lit window and back to the dimly-lighted room. Rows and rows of dusty books were stacked on shelves around her, the musty scent of mould and strong perfume evidently the result of the many books. She turned back to the window, her arms raised. And she flung the windows open wide. A simply-exhilarating gust of icy cold fresh air burst into the room, surrounding her in a cloak of snow. The hanging bells on the ceiling swayed side to side in the gust of wind, its bells tingling and jingling gently. ANywaysa yeah thats it :)
Song - [[ London by Mokita ]] Time - [[ 55 minutes ]] OC - [[ @zeraorathunderi ]] (its spelt wrong probably)
