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Post by LILZ on Jan 22, 2011 19:15:18 GMT -5
- - - • - • - • - • - • - - - all around me are familiar faces, worn out places, worn out faces bright and early for the daily races going nowhere, the tears are filling up their glasses, no expression hide my head i want to drown my sorrow, no tomorrow
and i find it kind of funny, i find it kind of sad the dreams in which i'm dying are the best i've ever had, i find it hard to tell you, i find it hard to take when people run in circles it's a very very mad world - - - • - • - • - • - • - - -
It's December of 1995, and the Wizarding World is in for one heck of a ride.......and not necessarily a pleasant one. For you see, over the past few weeks, several rumours have been circling. Of these, three things were certaing.
He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named is back. Minister Fudge has quit, and the "honourable" Lucius Malfoy is taking the coveted position. There is a new dark group on the rise: the Les Feux.
The time for hiding out and hoping that it's all another rumor has ended. There are shades of black and white, but those witches and wizards who try to sit neutrally in the middle will be the first to go. The middle ground is fighting ground, all sides digging in attempting to build up a large enough army to defeat their opponents for once and all. The road ahead is dark, it weaves through trees and the darkest of forests, no one can be sure what is lying, waiting for the Wizarding World, just Down the Road.
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