It went plop.

It went plop. Miranda sighed, her heart not into her homework. Another plop, another, and another, she knows the trouble she can get into if she hasn't shown any kind of progress next time she sees her tutor.

She was bored, nothing in her life was exciting her, not even praticing magic any more. She wanted passion again, but that seem to be nowhere. She had plenty and shared, but wanted it to be shared back. The world felt like it was loosing color.

Plop, plop, plop. Rolling her eyes she made the drops stop, leaving them to collect in a larger drop.

There is progress in something in her life at least.

#Miranda