Sulli

Backstory

As someone so introverted, I'm always stuffing my face with Honeydukes Chocolate, Treacle Tarts, Fizzing Whizbees, Cauldron Cakes, Chocolate Cauldrons, and anything else you can think of (respectively chocolates).

I'm always imagining myself in my own dreams of fantasy, with those leaves from the round and winding hills below being effortlessly green all around, and the mountains becoming an apathetic gray in stone but filled with a faraway, hazy look. The evergreen trees are ever so dark and lofty in the pale, undented blue sky. With the wind whispering in your ear, and ever so lightly tickling you with it's freshness. I even enjoy the parts going into the wonderland of the clear whiteness of the winter moon. The dark blue of the mountains covering your dazed expression, and the wide parallel sky beginning to darken. The questionless lake starting to moistify and shatter into pieces. Where everything is broken and the world is falling apart...
I especially love the thoughts of running away, the "CRACKLE" of the leaves, and winter wonderlands..
Wonder why I love books so much?

Before I forget, reserved in the far mountains, I have my secretive spot all by myself, where I can let go of all my emotions and feel free of sadness, broken hearts, stress, and those painful memories by simply singing my heart out and shattering them off of your mind like the pierce of glass.