A lil something I wrote for a discord server challenge. LMK what yall think:
Sebastian stood outside the small Feldcroft cottage still as Michelangello's David. The burly mans chiseled and unkempt features were rigid in worry as Ominis's wand slowly illuminated his figure against the stark night sky.
I had always heard you could never go back home. How if you would try things would always be different then they were. A fact that had rung true for myself returning to my parents after escaping the repository. It was still the old little town home next to the green. Mum and Papa were still dancing in the parlour, and Trinket would still steal me a buiscuit every night. It didnt change, I did. People change, that is why when we try to return to what we had it always feels different.
A fact that Sebastian needs to be true if he's to walk back through that door. He cannot reenter this home as the same man that fell to the dark arts and killed their uncle. Anne needs her brother. A calmer, more collected version of him if he's to stand in her presence again.
They say you can never go back home.
As Sebastian took a step forward nervously knocking against the doors frame one thing held true, Feldcroft had never been his home. Being in the goblin riddled hamlet left him nothing but anxious. Yet as the wooden barrier slowly pried open and a thin frail brunette gasped in surprise, you could see the Scotsmans anxiety vanish.
He beamed wide nodding softly as tears picked in his eyes saying hello.
Anne didnt respond chosing instead to jump in her brothers arms.
They say you can never go back home, but for Anne and Sebastian their small family will always be more a home than the small cottage ever would. He had changed and so did Anne but there home never would.