Title: Storm
Author:
bloodonmyarmsPrompt Set: 50.4
Prompt: #016
Word Count: 113
Summary: It’s pretty scary at times.
It’s pretty scary at times. You’re right in there, in the thick of it. There’s spells flying fiercely around your head, someone to the side of you is screaming curses but the words blur together in the confusion of it all.
It’s not good to be clumsy, you need to be able to turn your wand on your enemy in a second. Crabbe just didn’t have that skill, that intelligence. He tended to blunder around, and stumble, and being caught in battle just scared him. He was fairly okay one-to-one, but with too many people coming at him, running at him with curses on their tongues, he felt like it was all over.
Title: Black
Author:
bloodonmyarmsPrompt Set: 50.4
Prompt: #025
Word Count: 101
Summary: When you’re stuck behind the Mask, all you see is black.
When you’re stuck behind the Mask, all you see is black. You breathe black. And it doesn’t stop when you take the Mask off. That Mask haunts you, it consumes you. It eats away any light that struggles close by, until it’s all gone. Until there’s nothing left.
You can try as much as you can bear, that black will twist your vision. There is nothing but the Dark - you are nothing but the Dark. It strips away all individuality, you are a pawn, a puppet - just let it control you. You are a Death Eater; your life is the Mask.