Summary : And I turned off the only light in able to enlighten me.
Characters : Severus Snape
Rating : Green
Disclaimer : The characters are JK Rowling, the environments are JK Rowling, the song is Renato Zero, the image I found here and I edited myself. The story is mine, I'd like that before it was given the text or some part of it (although I do not understand who would want it XD) I had asked for permission.
Author's Note : Here the old version. I decided to write a review of all my writings ... though probably it will take me all year (if I finish).
What day is it?
How old am I?
'm awake or not?
This face here,
This body of mine,
But sure it's me?
I remember
In these eyes of mine
was sunny, she was there!
Then, with your ingenuity
world off your true identity
You die every day bit '
Angelo lost between the a crowd of subway
[ I Same I, Renato Zero]
Reflection
Every day there the same. I crawl split between trying to protect students from Carrow and maintain my image as a faithful and devoted Death Eaters. Occasionally, I deliver even swords, using Patronus and the freezing of lakes, like an owl postman.
I do not know what day it is today. I have a vague idea of having thirty-eight years, but I'm not sure. My commitments keep me so busy have no time for petty things like myself.
But this evening I wanted to get out of Dumbledore's study - I will never call it "my office" - for a breath of fresh air, or at least remember how the world outside the castle.
Now it's dark, my shadow stretched imitates my every move. I keep a fast pace in a short time are on the lake. Gaze falls on my reflection e. .. I am really what I see?
The man who stares at me from the water is high, too skinny, pale as if he has not seen much sunlight. It 's so. Greasy black hair framed his face, gaunt and scarred by the claws of a hippogriff. But it is the expression that strikes me most: cold, ruthless, cruel. Does not extend to the eyes, however, two blacks abyss of sadness, sorrow, pain, love.
No. No one should notice. Nobody has to know. In an instant, even those grow cold, ruthless and cruel. Because this is what the world needs to see. Do not sorrow, no suffering, no pain, much less love. Why Severus Snape in the eyes of the people is this: a man cold, ruthless and cruel. Eaters, murderess, treacherous double agent. One who has fooled Dumbledore for years, has earned the trust and then he meanly killed. Nobody asks whether it is the truth. Nobody cares, anyway.
regard myself of the lake. I pause again on the eyes. Sad and suffering or cold and ruthless, are nothing but the abyss.
Void.
Blind.
Once you were not so. Once they had the chance to shine, mirrors that reflect light Lei At that time, my eyes just because I loved her, looking, he could see.
Then I so naive as to follow my own thirst for power, I have moved away from her to join the Death Eaters.
And I turned off the only light that can enlighten me. That was what the Dark Lord demanded by his followers: that they were shadows. Absolutely true, comply with the orders without question. Dummies without heart and brain, without identity. Instruments in his hands.
I managed to find myself after have taken the Mark Black And every life stolen is nothing more than a step towards death.
a step.
Another.
And yet another.
I remember them all, and while now I've reached the castle, a thought makes its way into my mind.
I walked too much.
Author's Note: I like it. Yes, I like it. This story, in fact, I've always loved, but now that I've made some changes I like even more. If you had wanted to take a minute or two of your time to leave a comment ... Can you do me really happy!
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