Apr 3, 2016
selina&gavin | gadarene.
AUGUST 28, 1978
@selinasapworthy
Pull back, pull back, because no matter how calm you are, no matter how confident, no matter how apathetic, no matter how fucking ready you think you are, you are not ready to die.
“Look out,” Gavin’s frantic call was harsh and scratchy, as though he suffered from strep. He pushed through Diagon Alley and the burning on his forearm ignited again. He had somewhere to be!
So now he was just smoke – that’s all he was. Wisps of smoke, trapped in the broken whirlwind of a ragged exhale, clinging desperately to a skeleton bleached white. He was alive, or so he liked to tell himself.
Breathless, Gavin stopped to lean against a building but his legs gave out and he collapsed, drenched in sweat.