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- Ebony Wand 15" Essence of Phoenix Tallon
- - -Whatta Pitty Whatta Sham What's The Matter With You Man?
Don't You See What's Wrong Can't You Get It Right? Outa Mind, And Outa Sight- - - - -
Days were approaching when Sanctuari Crimson Ellison will soon be release from the foreign walls of Hogwarts New Zealand. A place he once called home a very long time ago, but now seeing more than just mindless waste of time to those who attend there. If he had the authorities to pull her out, he would've done so. Maybe sooner before corruption occurs, but nothing seems to be happening in New Zealand. It seems to calm down after the minister gave up his rightful duty and walked away as honorable man. Still he didn't take this as a good sign, last meeting was clear and right to the point. Someone will be paying soon, someone will pass. It just took a matter of time before it happens.
Link walked alone, his thoughts always kept him occupied, enough to forget what happen a couple months ago. He may have been thinking about something that didn't concern him, but it was better than bringing his thoughts back to when he kill someone. That someone may have well been his only relative in this world, someone he didn't take the time to know him. Guilt. He figure, guilt kept him company all the time now. But why now? He's killed an entire family before, well it had been more of an accident. Still, now he had to tell her. Tell Sanctuari what he had done, but when? What if she turn him? Betrayed him? Can he take that risk? He wasn't sure, he didn't know if he can. It also meant telling her what he really is....a death eater. But why bring her into his world. She didn't belong here, no one did. Not even Dreama, but Sanctuari, so pure...innocent. How could he put her through lies after lies unaware one day he will get caught. Link reached up to his temple, it's all to confusing to him. He held his palm up there, unaware of his surroundings. In the dark, in Ireland, middle of a Townsend where most would notice him. But only a few walk around here, it's nigh time, no one would care anyways. Ignore the likes of the distraught man, he felt himself falter. And just like that, where a street ended by the curb, he slump down into his own pitiful misery. There's no turning back now, all what happen can't be turn back again. He close his eyes, his mind closing around the darkness around him.