18 Feb 2026, 14:42
The Vision
It was a sunny and at the same time windy Saturday. The week had officially ended, Ophelia had finished all of her homework the night before, and she was ready for that day, having had a surprisingly deep sleep all throughout the night. She was walking along the Grounds beside Jude, feeling enthusiastic about something she couldn't name -or didn't know herself.
Jude seemed tired, maybe he was, maybe he was thinking about something, maybe it was Ophelia's imagination, and Jude was actually feeling energetic. She didn't know which it was, but she knew there was definitely something wrong.
When suddenly a thought crossed her mind, she stopped and stood in front of Jude. "Let's fly!" Her tone was excited, and she expected Jude to agree. "We should definitely practice flying, c'mon," she said and tugged at his sleeve.
During her first few Flying lessons, she couldn't trust herself to fly like that, even though she didn't show it on the outside. Although after some time, she thought she should trust herself to fly for her to be able to pass the class, or be able to fly at all. Ophelia liked the adrenaline she got from doing various things, and she wasn't scared of heights. Her first time being on the broom, she noticed her heart beating rapidly, and she could feel her heartbeat in almost every pulse point. She isn't afraid anymore, though, and she enjoys flying now, that's why she wanted to fly with Jude at that moment.