| 7 February 1980; in which i'm a little brave, for once. |
[07 Feb 2010|04:17pm] |
( Warded Private. )
Warded: Father.
How are you?
Warded: Paul.
Such horrible news.
Warded: Severus.
How is your potions project going? I can't help but think about it, and hope for your success. I think our society could do with a bit of good news, these days.
These violent delights have violent ends
And in their triumph die, like fire and powder,
Which, as they kiss, consume.
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