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Meet Peter Ash
 I was lying flat on my back, exhausted and muddy, breathing shallowly and coughing blood. Still, I managed to see the irony in it, a mudblood in a pool of mixed mud and blood - fate has a twisted sense of humour.
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Unwanted attention
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The side I didn't want to end on
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Why?
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Out of respect
I was lying flat on my back, exhausted and muddy, breathing shallowly and coughing blood. Still, I managed to see the irony in it, a mudblood in a pool of mixed mud and blood - fate has a twisted sense of humour. The pouring rain was slowly whipping my face, my hands getting numb from the cold running through my veins, spreading like a plague. Still, I didn't get up, there was a hell of a good reason why not. I stared into the dark night, past the storm and raindrops - not to even mention the thick
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Kindred spirits
I was lying flat on my back, exhausted and muddy, breathing shallowly and coughing blood. Still, I managed to see the irony in it, a mudblood in a pool of mixed mud and blood - fate has a twisted sense of humour. The pouring rain was slowly whipping my face, my hands getting numb from the cold running through my veins, spreading like a plague. Still, I didn't get up, there was a hell of a good reason why not. I stared into the dark night, past the storm and raindrops - not to even mention the thick
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Going Downhill
I was lying flat on my back, exhausted and muddy, breathing shallowly and coughing blood. Still, I managed to see the irony in it, a mudblood in a pool of mixed mud and blood - fate has a twisted sense of humour. The pouring rain was slowly whipping my face, my hands getting numb from the cold running through my veins, spreading like a plague. Still, I didn't get up, there was a hell of a good reason why not. I stared into the dark night, past the storm and raindrops - not to even mention the thick
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The vow of the one who returned
I was lying flat on my back, exhausted and muddy, breathing shallowly and coughing blood. Still, I managed to see the irony in it, a mudblood in a pool of mixed mud and blood - fate has a twisted sense of humour. The pouring rain was slowly whipping my face, my hands getting numb from the cold running through my veins, spreading like a plague. Still, I didn't get up, there was a hell of a good reason why not. I stared into the dark night, past the storm and raindrops - not to even mention the thick
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A step closer to a dream
I was lying flat on my back, exhausted and muddy, breathing shallowly and coughing blood. Still, I managed to see the irony in it, a mudblood in a pool of mixed mud and blood - fate has a twisted sense of humour. The pouring rain was slowly whipping my face, my hands getting numb from the cold running through my veins, spreading like a plague. Still, I didn't get up, there was a hell of a good reason why not. I stared into the dark night, past the storm and raindrops - not to even mention the thick
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Falling
I was lying flat on my back, exhausted and muddy, breathing shallowly and coughing blood. Still, I managed to see the irony in it, a mudblood in a pool of mixed mud and blood - fate has a twisted sense of humour. The pouring rain was slowly whipping my face, my hands getting numb from the cold running through my veins, spreading like a plague. Still, I didn't get up, there was a hell of a good reason why not. I stared into the dark night, past the storm and raindrops - not to even mention the thick
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"All talk, no actions"
I was lying flat on my back, exhausted and muddy, breathing shallowly and coughing blood. Still, I managed to see the irony in it, a mudblood in a pool of mixed mud and blood - fate has a twisted sense of humour. The pouring rain was slowly whipping my face, my hands getting numb from the cold running through my veins, spreading like a plague. Still, I didn't get up, there was a hell of a good reason why not. I stared into the dark night, past the storm and raindrops - not to even mention the thick
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Crossroads
Chapter twelve - Crossroads
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