Trinity Radiance, Stage 1

Trinity Radiance, Stage 1

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"The world is so pretty. It is filled with colours. Have you ever wonder what will happen if it was pitched black and white?" It is a cold night. The surrounding area is too quiet. The only thing that broke the silence around the place is a sound of a soft breeze... and it somehow feels like you're in North Pole where the chill had already grab your spine. Up until a moment before, there were suppose to be many people fighting amongst each other, yet now it feels like almost no one is present in that place. Somewhere in that place, three young teenagers can be seen lying on the ground unconsciously, looking totally worn out with a few bruises here and there. The next thing, the three of them woke up without having a slightest clue of what's been going on. Sands... all of them could just see a land of sands within their sight. Where is everyone? What happened to the battle? Did they won? And even if they did, how can they celebrate when they had no idea where are the rest of the team? Of course, since it's all sands around here, they can't possibly tell where they are because nothing other than that can be seen around the place. Can they find their way back home?
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"I shouldn't drag you all the way into the castle." "I don't mind," he says. I smile and shrug out of his robes, immediately cursing the atmosphere for its oppressive chill. "But I do. Thank you for walking with me, and for the robes. If I don't see you before the first task, good luck." "I am hoping to see you before then." He doesn't take his robes when I hold them out. "You know where to find me." "And maybe we could play together? Quidditch, I mean," he says. "Maybe, but I'm not sure I could hold my own against you." "What do you mean?" he asks. "I, uh... I know who you are," I say, and it comes out awkwardly. "Well, that isn't fair," he says, and I open my mouth to explain that I'm not some crazy stalker. "You know me already but all I know is your name." "I-" "Y/N Y/L/N," he says, testing each syllable on his tongue. "I want to know more about you, Y/N, Y/L/N." *** Y/N Y/L/N wants to have a memorable seventh year. After she hears that Quidditch is being replaced with a tournament, she is adamant that she will be one of the 'champions'. However, from the very beginning, the tournament is not what it seems, and Y/N soon finds herself fighting for more than fame. She's fighting for her life. From the tournament comes something else, something special with famed Quidditch star, Viktor Krum. The real challenge isn't the tournament. It's the effects. It's the pain, the memories, the corruption, the damage it does. Everything that once came naturally becomes forced, and what was once a light in a life that could use as much brightness as it could get becomes too painful to bear. And now... she's alone. Isolated. Drowning in regret. But he will get her back. No matter what it takes. *UPDATES ON FRIDAYS*

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