ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴇʀʀʏᴍᴀɴ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪᴛᴄʜ ᴡʜᴏ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴅɪᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜᴅᴅɪɴɢ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ʟᴏʀᴅ

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"So, you asked me if I want another chance-a second chance..." Seryllith began, her voice soft, almost breaking under the weight of the words. "Then this is my question to you, Death."

Her throat felt tight, each word scraping against old wounds as she went on.

"Would life be any less painful? Any less cruel? Would I still wake to the hunger that gnaws at the ribs, to the cold that seeps into the bones? Would I still be the child left begging for warmth that never came?" Her voice faltered, trembling as she blinked away tears that refused to fall. "Would I finally have the childhood that was stolen from me?"
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Female Harry Potter x Tom Riddle