Post by willow on Dec 24, 2010 5:37:13 GMT -5
Willow had taken a road trip to Sunnydale , even if it was now a ruined crater she still wanted to revisit her home town. It was where she had grew as a person and she also had developed her own Wiccan abilities. This place brought back so many memories , some good .. others not so good. Never had she felt more drawn o a place , it still had mystic energies coursing through the town. She had felt it miles away in San Francisco but Dawn had bugged her about going for ages to. It was nice to be back and now she felt complete. If only they had the money to repair it , but it would take a lot of en , a lot of time which most of the SunnyDale builders did not have. Most of them had evacuated to the furthest place near from the ruins.
There was no noise as there were no one else here. She remembered how this town used to be hep-tic with people and the streets although rarely crowded were always busy enough. She could remember the first time herself and Xander had entered the Bronze , which was the most popular night club for adolescence. The excitement was in the air as it was also the first time for a lot of Wilow's old school friends most of whom were now either dead or somewhere on the other side of the planet.
This town was a curse on Willow's life she had performed her greatest and worst spells here. It was the Hell-mouth that brought out the darkness inside her. Never had she eve been more powerful. Willow knew from early high school that she had an addictive personality and magic was her own form of drug. She had spent hours pouring over spells and potions.
Anyways back to the big hole in the earth which she now stood beside. She wondered what Dawn would think of this. This would probably frighten her if she had been younger but she was not a little kid anymore and she had seen things that had changed her way of living , she was certainly wise beyond her years , that was obvious to anyone that knew her.
There was no noise as there were no one else here. She remembered how this town used to be hep-tic with people and the streets although rarely crowded were always busy enough. She could remember the first time herself and Xander had entered the Bronze , which was the most popular night club for adolescence. The excitement was in the air as it was also the first time for a lot of Wilow's old school friends most of whom were now either dead or somewhere on the other side of the planet.
This town was a curse on Willow's life she had performed her greatest and worst spells here. It was the Hell-mouth that brought out the darkness inside her. Never had she eve been more powerful. Willow knew from early high school that she had an addictive personality and magic was her own form of drug. She had spent hours pouring over spells and potions.
Anyways back to the big hole in the earth which she now stood beside. She wondered what Dawn would think of this. This would probably frighten her if she had been younger but she was not a little kid anymore and she had seen things that had changed her way of living , she was certainly wise beyond her years , that was obvious to anyone that knew her.