I don't think I fear god anymore, But I fear you. [prose poetry] ©lilacwine-

Someone's made a graveyard out of Hogwarts. Purebloods are dropping like flies and Tom Riddle's plans are right on the edge of a precipice. © lilacwine-

severed wings thrash and flutter in a faraway and futile attempt at twisting the cruelty of fate. abraxas malfoy [post hogwarts au] ©lilacwine-