InsaneJournal

Current mood:	cold
Entry tags:	roleplaying

making up shit is fun
Thinking on the bit in Laurentia's bio where her mother took her to Lebanon when her grandmother was dying so she'd be able to see Thestrals. Had a sudden thought that "way back when", ancient tradition that they don't do anymore, when Lebanese (and possibly throughout the Mediterranean) wizards who work with winged horses get too old to world or start going senile or whatever, they could gather up the clan and, like, commit ritual suicide with poison or something, to make sure the next generation would be able to see the Thestrals.