In Pieces
{three conversations between tom riddle and death. 'i cast aside what is weak, it is not worthy of me.'}
He stands over the bodies and is not sure if he regrets. And a woman walks into the room and he raises his wand again without a thought. The same deathly green flashes a fourth time, flooding the room, but the figure remains upright,
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