Nymphadora47

Once upon a time your skin was whiter than the first snow of winter. If you stood in a field buried underneath a blanket of it you would blend in perfectly. Your eyes sparkled like the stars we loved to watch in our dreams. I can still remember your scent, the way you laughed, the white shells that formed a necklace. I made the necklace for you, while you made the shells. You didn't see how great your powers were, how I'd loved to be able to do everything you could. Yet I knew that your gifts were your curse. Your smile, so full of happiness, barely reached your eyes. They always were a bit sad, even though you tried to be cheerful. Just once