Dec 05, 2007 00:08
Dawn light bathes the land in a soft orange glow, and brings promise of a bright day ahead.
In the wake of the dragon and her close-knit escort, the skies above Hogwarts are momentarily clear.
Far below, along the edges of the forest and deeper within Hogwarts grounds, the occasional flash of a spell lights up the dispersing ground mist. There is no sound at this altitude. Whatever is happening at ground level is lost in the buffeting wind.