Out of the night that covers me, black as the pit from pole to pole...

[shadowcommittee]

Morning had come, at least according to the clock on the wall. The storm still raged on however, obscuring everything in it's inky abyss. The blanket of nothingness would almost be peaceful except for the sound. The piercing scream still stabs deep into my soul, threatening to tear me apart. Now and again lightning flashes downward, always

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[minasdarkness]

The trumpit sounds off in the distance, calling its warriors to battle. Its echo sounds through to the soul, no more pain, no more thought, only the pure focus on death, for this is what the trumpit calls me to. I shall not hold your hand, nor will I wipe my hands upon an apron as I watch you walk to the trumpits call,but I shall instead stand beside you and look upon the field, hand on hilt...

[meandmyimp]

i have a house full of harry potter fanatics.... i should in theory be able to quote ron better than i will be able to, but what the hell... im giving it a go any way... 'you can be a bit scary, you know that dont you? brilliant, but bloody scary as hell...' :)