Post by Taliska on Jan 14, 2004 3:24:10 GMT -5
Taliska mounted her Silver Arrow and flew silently up far above The Castle. She was sitting side-saddle on her broom as always. She smiled, thinking softly to herself. Dad would never let me play Quidditch. Said it was un-ladylike. She laughed. But Mum taught me to fly like this. She soared far above, directing her broom with the lightest of touches.