Symphony for Severus- PrologueDecember 1995Symphony for Severus- Prologue
The trees stood like columns holding up a great, dark roof. Moss clung to every trunk; ferns sprouted from every branch. The ground yielded slightly beneath his step, muffling his movements to near silence. It was cool, and dim, and the air was soft and fragrant of evergreens and moist earth. In short, everything he loved about the Pacific Northwest; the reason he chose to live here.
He walked on through the wood, listening to the quiet calls of small birds, feeling the touch of a gentle breeze on his face. The soft sound of a stream burbled in the distance. A Douglas squirrel gave its birdlike alarm ca
The RitualDescend into DarknessI fear sleep, never knowing where it might lead, A mineshaft of vague horror with no end to it. Every window I see opens on the infinite, And my mind, still haunted by this vertigo, Probes and probes at the unanswering void. Baudelaire - The AbyssDescend into Darkness
I see it now, so obvious, but it had already been far too late to do anything about it back then. How could I have known what consequences that simple choice could have for me? I thought it would show them, show them that I wasn't the sniveling coward they thought me to be. I knew the silent one's secret, not the f
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