The War had ended. All the Death Eaters, including Lucius Malfoy , more or less had been locked up in Azkaban. Voldemort had been killed by the one and only-the boy who lived twice. After the war, they all went their separate ways, living among Muggles and discovering the surprising aspects of their world. For example-washing machines, microwaves, TVs, video games, and mobile phones. After Hogwarts was repaired, all students were invited back to complete their schooling, including the new eighth-year students. Everything had returned to normal-except for one thing. Or rather, one person. The person who had changed sides at the peak of the great war. The same person who, along with his mother, had disappeared the moment they were cleared of all charges-only keeping in touch through sporadic Instagram updates, as ordered by the Ministry. What changes would he behold and what would happen when he chanced upon a certain someone accidently?

The Dreamer awakes, the shadow goes by; the tale I have told you, that tale is a lie... Portals to magical worlds, corvids that speak the meaning of life, and more await one who sits and listens to this sharing of tales between two anachronistic raconteurs, one of whom may or may not be Geoffrey Chaucer. Reader, remember this: the tales are pure fictions. Fantasies. Except when they are not.