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fandomhigh2012-07-26 01:59 am
Entry tags:
Detention, Depths of the Castle, Thursday
Another beautiful day had begun in Fandom, not that anyone in detention would have noticed. The lack of sunlight, the pleasant sound of Umbridge's voice, and the slightly stale smell of breakfast were all important aspects to making every day in detention routine! Surely everyone knew that surprises were no fun.
Look, the week was half over already and no one had been taken out and killed so far. That had to count for something, right?
Look, the week was half over already and no one had been taken out and killed so far. That had to count for something, right?

Re: Visiting Hours [07/26]
"Nononono," he protested almost inaudibly.
He wasn't sure how long it had been since the last time he'd felt someone die. Time didn't mean much down here. Time never meant much when you lived in a box or a cage or a cell. But it hadn't been long enough. It was never long enough anymore.
Death was not a bad thing, not always. He knew that better than most. But here it only meant that the others had won, again.
Perhaps it was a good thing he had practiced his prayers this morning. It made those for the dying easier to speak between gritted teeth now as he headed in that direction. It was too late to do anything now. He couldn't help. He should have been able to. He was Stykera and that was what he was for. But she was gone and all that was left were prayers.