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amp;Roses foramp; Amelie aka Amelie Santi-Smith (She/Her) is a 30 year old (DOB: April 10, 1994) pure-blood witch living in Hogsmeade. She wields a 10¼" Ebony, Phoenix Feather wand, and a member of Ravenclaw.
About Me
"I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. And when I leave you will finally understand, why storms are named after people."
Madeleine Amelie Santi-Smith.
her lips were red though her heart was frozen; the blood flowing through her veins was turning purple, turning blue, turning to ice. her hair was black; black as the rain clouds rolling steadily across the horizon, moving closer as did she, bringing the darkness, bringing the calamity.
she pushed the limitations of magic, of enchantments and curses both. swallowed whole by the silence and the eternal loneliness which lingered, she allowed her talents to consume her; for better or for worse, nobody knew. orbs once bright blue shifted to steel.
a rumble of thunder echoes in the distance as her footsteps sound close by, calling out a warning: storm's a-comin'. lightning zig-zags across the horizon illuminating the night, and also her eyes so calculating, so watchful, miniature skies themselves.
bring her roses; calm the tempest, live 'til dawn.
Madeleine Amelie Santi-Smith.
her lips were red though her heart was frozen; the blood flowing through her veins was turning purple, turning blue, turning to ice. her hair was black; black as the rain clouds rolling steadily across the horizon, moving closer as did she, bringing the darkness, bringing the calamity.
she pushed the limitations of magic, of enchantments and curses both. swallowed whole by the silence and the eternal loneliness which lingered, she allowed her talents to consume her; for better or for worse, nobody knew. orbs once bright blue shifted to steel.
a rumble of thunder echoes in the distance as her footsteps sound close by, calling out a warning: storm's a-comin'. lightning zig-zags across the horizon illuminating the night, and also her eyes so calculating, so watchful, miniature skies themselves.
bring her roses; calm the tempest, live 'til dawn.
