Tomarry • • • Like a texting fic but through Tom Riddle's Diary

Legolas is a child of the deep, arcane forest. With the face of a Sinda and the heart of a Silvan, he struggles with the mysteries of his illegitimate past as he strives to fulfil his dream; to become a captain in the king's militia. Son of a Silvan mother he never knew, and an unknown Sindarin father, he finds the family he never had in his childhood friends and fellow warriors. But everything will change one fateful day, when a lieutenant will come to realise who The Silvan really is, a discovery that will lead to the unravelling of the mystery of his own past, one that will forever change the course of history. This is his journey from ignorance to understanding, from fantasy to reality and eventually, to Elven warrior-hood and his own, surprising destiny. ............................................................................................................................................... Beautiful. Absolutely beautiful, but my oh my did this one make me weep like nothing I have ever experienced. Thank you Nimruzir, I am so, so happy I found this tale, it was magnificent. GB12390 ............................................................................................................................................... I had expected a stunning final chapter but you surpassed my expectations! It was the most moving chapter. I had tears in my eyes for most of it and even more so when I read the end notes. It has been a privilege to read this work and review it. Legolas journey into the forest and what he found there is a spectacular culmination of your story. You wrote it so tenderly, so beautifully...I will miss reading the Silvan, but I know I can come back and read it again whenever I miss it too much! Lotrfn ...............................................................................................................................................

Proffesor Snape turned and stared at Harry, one eyebrow raised. "Mr. Potter! Are you paying attention?" "Y-Yes, Proffesor." "Tell me what would you get if I asked you to add powdered root of Asphodel to an infusion of Wormwood?" Snape asked, knowing that the first year wouldn't know the answer. "I-I don't kn-know Sir." Harry said, his throat tightening severely. "Very well, Mr. Potter, where would you go if I asked you to get a Bezoar?" "I-I s-suppose t-the supply c-closet, P-Proffessor" Harry said, his heart racing and his breathing becoming shallow. "I-what?" Snape asked, not expecting this answer from a Gryffindor. "Th-the s-supply c-closet, Sir?" Harry repeated. "Well... umm yes, technically, but if I didn't have one then where would you go to get one?" "Th-the s-store s-sir?" Harry asked trying to think of a suitable answer. "Think Potter. Where does a bezoar come from?" "I d-don't know sir!" Harry cried, tears prickling his eyes. "And what is the difference between Monkshood and Wolfsbane?" Snape asked. "I-I don't know, Sir" Snape stepped closer to Harry, who in return flinched away. "For your information, Potter, asphodel and wormwood make a sleeping potion so power-" Snape stopped talking as Harry quickly wrote down every word the man was saying. "What are you doing?" "Ta-Taking N-Notes Proffesor." Harry said, quietly. "Is that what you were doing before?" Snape asked, surprised. "Y-Yes, Sir." "Hmm..." Snape hummed "Five points to Gryffindor." the class gasped and stared at the Proffesor "And see me after class, P-Harry." "Y-Yes, sir."

[Fantasy minor Adventure || 15+] Ophiuchus datang membalaskan dendam. Membunuh sepuluh utusan zodiak dari dua belas yang ditakdirkan. Motif yang terbilang abu membuat dewa-dewi Olimpus kelabakan mencari solusi, bahkan bagi Zeus sekalipun. Di sisi lain, kejanggalan mulai mencuat dari Dunia Bawah, tempat di mana Hades berkuasa, membuat ganda tiap-tiap pertanyaan yang dikhawatirkan. Kini, setelah rapat bersama Athena dilaksanakan, dua utusan yang tersisa harus mencari sepuluh zodiak lainnya, demi menjaga lingkaran ekliptika tetap pada stabilitas. [Cerita ini DIJEDA hingga waktu yang tidak dapat ditentukan] © Ichsan Kamil, 2019