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- Votes 8
- Parts 1
- Time <5 mins
Ongoing, First published Jan 17, 2024
Mature
❝do you fear death?❞ ❝not if it is by your hands❞ 1946 London. Anahera woke up with nothing but the memories of a ghost and a piece of her soul fractured. And a golden ring carrying a symbol etched in darkness. There were those who claimed her as family and those who melted with passing shadows in alleyways. The truth she chased so desperately all seemed to stop at the feet of one man. His silent presence was all it took to shackle her to darkness- the way he addressed her with more familiarity than she knew herself and spoke to her with such contempt in his dark eyes. From the first moment her shoulder brushed his under the dim lamps of Diagon Alley, his twisted words were her only truth. In a forgotten time when war was a mere flicker of mention. She knew him... once. A boy named Tom Riddle.All Rights Reserved
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