Riddles
by Borgin (borgin@legendary.co.uk)
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My life is a Riddle.
My name is Tom, and, well, I'm a Riddle.
Not just by name, but by nature.
I grew up in the large house in Little Hangleton, living with tutors, learning with tutors, learning to despise those in poverty and love those who I could overcome. I knew that any son of mine would be the same, and love the wealth of power.
I, surprisingly, fell in love with a witch in the village. I didn't know she was a witch until it was too late, but I did hear that she bore a son. And rumor was that her son was named after me.
No contact would be made with my soon, but I knew just how he would turn out. He would be a power-seeking brat, just like me.
-finis 1/1-
A/N: all criticism is appreciated. Credit goes to Sylvia for inspiration with such a thought-provoking domain (riddle.nu) and that's just about it. I know it's short. Live with it.
by Borgin (borgin@legendary.co.uk)
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My life is a Riddle.
My name is Tom, and, well, I'm a Riddle.
Not just by name, but by nature.
I grew up in the large house in Little Hangleton, living with tutors, learning with tutors, learning to despise those in poverty and love those who I could overcome. I knew that any son of mine would be the same, and love the wealth of power.
I, surprisingly, fell in love with a witch in the village. I didn't know she was a witch until it was too late, but I did hear that she bore a son. And rumor was that her son was named after me.
No contact would be made with my soon, but I knew just how he would turn out. He would be a power-seeking brat, just like me.
-finis 1/1-
A/N: all criticism is appreciated. Credit goes to Sylvia for inspiration with such a thought-provoking domain (riddle.nu) and that's just about it. I know it's short. Live with it.