Detention, Depths of the Castle, Tuesday

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Another bright, shining, and pink day had begun for the prisoners guests being held in detention, and while the morning started off the same as the day before, there was a strange sort of feeling in the air once people began waking up. A kind of... musical feeling, in fact.

Umbridge might have taken over the island, but the island still had a mind of her own, thank you very much.

[No, the barriers of detention cannot save you from Once More With Fandom Day! The OCD is up, so have at it!]

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Re: Chat With Your Fellow Prisoners [07/24]

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Rinoa didn't like the idea of singing. Her mother sang. Her mother sang lullabies and tucked her into bed, smoothing her hair back from her forehead. Her mother kept her safe. Singing here was obscene. It was like destroying something beautiful.

But she couldn't stop the words any more than she could fly away.

Is it asking too much to be given time
To know these songs, and to sing them?
Is it asking too much of my vacant smile
and my laugh and lies that bring them?

But as the stars are going out
And the stage is full of nothing
And the friends have all but gone
For my life, my God, I'm singing

We'll take our hearts outside
Leave our lives behind
I'll watch the stars go out (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b-x6ywUqVvk)