Is it bad that I miss Blake right now?
My brother is dead and he was one of my favorites. Yet here I was, sitting on my outside my room, missing Blake terribly. When I left I saw her in the hallway, watching me and Lily with a curious expression, while Lily was crying and couldn't stop. Me? I couldn't find tears to shed. Did it make sense that the pain hurt too bad to where I couldn't cry?
Christoffles was inside, trying to comfort Lily. I can hear her sniffles and the soft words of help. I was just quite out here, listening to the whispers of the wind. No practice for either of us, but we didn't need it. We didn't have it anyway, thank god. I knew this night was going to be a silent one, trying not to cry.
While Lily was sad, I was…just fuming. I wanted to find who ever did this and ri
