I didn't kneel on broken glass with my naked knees, I wasn't tortured to the point of losing my mind by having my bones ripped out, and I wasn't forced too much to force a smile and show my face. The superficial peace of mind was the best outcome for me. Even though I am a Gryffindor, my blood and gender will loyally take care of some troubles for me at all times. In the eyes of others, I, a fallen pure-blooded lady, seem to only have to worry about the marriage issue. Occasionally, I hear some fair-minded people talking about this matter, and they just tactfully mention a few small families that are not so conspicuous and noble in the pure-blood circle. I silently feel that Miss Sasha Moore is not so unwanted. After all, the blood on your body is still there, right?
When I was in solitary confinement, I often thought about the issues that precocious children think about in the dark. I opened my hand, which looked so small and immature. It really belonged to an 11-and-a-half-year-old child, but my situation was so different. For the first time, I began to seriously consider what to do in the future.
Schoolwork, relationships, I have a lot more to deal with than that. As the number of sighs increases, I feel a lot older both physically and mentally.
Concept: It seems that people who have lived in a dark and tight corner for a long time are longing for light, and it seems that people who are trapped in the biting cold are approaching a heat source.