Even at the end of all things, he is beautiful still.Ī dark magic au. Through my eyelashes, I looked up at him. The sky is on fire and our adolescents becomes powdered with its ash. Sure, the sun no longer existed but this world burns red. We sat there, the world crumbling all around us like a plant that has been wilting somewhere far from the sun. I would have looked at her but I couldn’t move my head from off of his lap. “No,” she whispered from somewhere behind my head. I contorted my face and felt the crumbling of dried blood under my nose and chin. I was not prepared for the tears that streamed down his cheek, leaving glimmering trails in their wake. “We never made it, did we?” I ask the faces above me. Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings.Tastenostalgia Fandoms: Harry Potter - J.
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