DeathfireJM

Rules “So, for the remainder of the lesson, and for homework, I want you to do a short piece of writing on your favourite holiday.” Peter lets out a sigh. Twenty-nine little faces, and one big one, turn to look at him. It’s the third time he’s had to do this school year, and always, always they make the children do a piece on holidays. “Is something the matter, Peter?” the teacher asks. A couple of nervous titters. His eyes immediately lock on the sources of the sound and its creators fall silent. He watches the wispy shapes the sounds make disperse. He shakes his head. The whole class lets out a lilac b