Post by xiulan zhou on Mar 19, 2021 19:04:17 GMT -7
January 1, 2026
The mortification of having collapsed in a trance in the British Ministry of Magic's Atrium had stayed with Xiulan in the back of her mind, even as the year had come to an end. She hated the thought of wasting away inside her flat at some point, but the horror of every last detail of having to deal with a trance outside of the comfort of a controlled environment was enough to convince her that staying in whenever she could was probably for the best. There was no way for her to guarantee that she wouldn't end up regaining consciousness on the ground somewhere entirely unsafe, nor was there anyone whom she could trust to watch her every minute of every day to step in in the event of the worst. Even one of her last trips beyond her flat—what should have been a relatively uneventful one, to donate blood to vampires in need of it—had been unnerving because of the man she had encountered just outside of the blood bank. It seemed as though she really couldn't win.
Xiulan had fallen asleep well before midnight on the last day of December, however, and had awoken to the start of 2026—and her thirty-sixth year of life—with a new copy of the Daily Prophet and the most peculiar news story as its top headline: "Mysterious Island Appears". Islands, Xiulan knew, didn't simply appear; they were formed over years and years, not overnight. The more she read, the more that she knew that there was something seriously wrong, and it wasn't just because the news had broken on her birthday.
She could feel something in her core that didn't feel quite right about it, and her instinct was to stay as far away from this place as she could. It wouldn't be hard for her to do that, at least, but she had a feeling that putting it out of her mind would be a different story.
Xiulan had fallen asleep well before midnight on the last day of December, however, and had awoken to the start of 2026—and her thirty-sixth year of life—with a new copy of the Daily Prophet and the most peculiar news story as its top headline: "Mysterious Island Appears". Islands, Xiulan knew, didn't simply appear; they were formed over years and years, not overnight. The more she read, the more that she knew that there was something seriously wrong, and it wasn't just because the news had broken on her birthday.
She could feel something in her core that didn't feel quite right about it, and her instinct was to stay as far away from this place as she could. It wouldn't be hard for her to do that, at least, but she had a feeling that putting it out of her mind would be a different story.
