#flyingollivander

She’d been watching the flame haired girl soar through the sky. She’d never flown, but standing on the top of the mast of a ship felt like flying. There was no freedom the ocean couldn’t provide. She’d always had that freedom, and now she gave it to others. Well, to her girls. Men weren’t reliable enough, with the only exception of Bones, but he was one of the girls now. 

Seeing the red streak starting to return to the ground, she was propelled forward, a wide smile on her lips. “I imagine that is fun. You should try sailing some time. I will take you.”