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[his-last-lieutenant]

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Untold  Legends

en-war

Drop by drop eventually a fully scaled rain picked up it’s pace even though it was a promising warm and dry day ahead. The water on the dry ground caused it to melt, it was as though the Earth was breathing once again. The field has changed it’s colour, enhanced by the falling rain. The Summer season was slowly preparing itself for gradually approaching Autumn.   Suddenly an old book fell  on the ground from the sky, scaring away nearby young deer who was enjoying moment’s peace. Moments later a human figure appeared out of thin air and safely landed on the ground. Just like the book young man appeared from the sky also. He stood motionless and rain quickly taking advantage in soaking his robes.  A wand fell on the ground from man’s grip which seemed to provoke his next move. Gellert fell on his knees, as though they suddenly broke, on to muddy ground and then he screamed, as loud as he possibly could making his lungs and throat burn from pressure. Looking up at the grey, heavy clouded sky he closed his eyes, letting cold drops crash against his pale skin. The sensation was pleasant and distracting but events from minutes before still crept to his mind, replaying over and over last moments before he grabbed a Portkey and appeared elsewhere. At the thought Gellert opened his eyes and looked around. Indeed he had no idea where he was. A slight shiver traveled through his body as he tried to get up. Gellert picked up his wand and cleaned it with his sleeve before shoving it into the side pocket of his very wet robes. There was nothing he could do right now but to move on forwards. He was sure the he wasn’t followed. Gellert made it to nearest village, avoiding anyone’s gaze or contact. He needed to get away and rest for the time being and think of a plan. Gellert entered what seemed to be a  on old building and requested to stay over the night. The owner didn’t really want to lend Gellert space to sleep due to Gellert avoiding to give his name until the other offered fair amount of galleons to which the owner nodded and put down ‘Mr Smith’ in the papers. Finally along in his tiny room, the young wizard dropped his body on the edge of the bed, his clothes making his body stiff in movements. He looked over at the window, the rain has stopped but there was something odd about it but suddenly everything went dark and the wizard passed out.

[lrresist-able]

That exciting moment when you get your yearbook and you now have a picture of all the cute boys that you won't see all summer! Yes! These pictures will be greatly cherished, they will get me through the summer!