Memento Mori
Author: The Dark Lord Mudblood
Summary: The only one left tries to remember. HP fanfic.
Memento Mori ~"Be mindful of death."
Sometimes he thinks things are too quiet, when his thoughts are lucid enough. It wasn't like he thought it would be. He did it, didn't he? He had done what he was supposed to, hadn't he?
The silence is like a heavy veil that smothers him, veil...wasn't there a veil? Somewhere...he remembered, vaguely, something important, something about a veil. All his memories are vague now. Dim fantasies that swim through his head like fever dreams.
Sometimes he can still hear it, still taste it...
But it's gone.
Sometimes things are so quiet, he thinks he can hear the whispers, the low murmurs that sound like recriminations to his mind, but are too low to make out.
Sometimes he feels like he's losing his mind, maybe he already has. He can't tell anymore. Where is everyone?
He sits out, staring across the battlefield, and tries to remember...
Fin.
A/N: If anyone reviews, please be kind. I'm new to this.