Characters: Sibyl and OPEN
Setting: Sunday evening, the commons.
Ratings: SFW most likely
Summary: Sibyl dares to venture outside to try her craft.


So maybe it wasn't the best time to be outside. The sun was setting and it was quickly getting dark. Still, Sibyl was perched underneath one of the lamps in the commons so that she could see in the fading light. That also put her closer to a building in case she had to duck inside.

One of the things she had been attempting to work on in Divination class was her automatic writing ability. If one could call it an ability instead of a curse or something. Still, the point of some exercises was to help her be able to command it. Use it when she wanted it. That was much easier said than done.

Sibyl spent a long stretch of time crouched over her notebook, letting the pen make a series of lazy swirls on the paper as she closed her eyes and hoped for something. Anything. Instead, she got nothing. Frowning, Sibyl sat back and let out a little frustrated huff.