Some one came.
Someone saved me.
I don't know who it was.
All I saw was a tall man in black robes and I was scared.
I thought another one of them was back to hurt me more.
But he didn't.
He picked me up and told me that everything would be alright.
I couldn't recognize his voice, I was too tired.
All I remember was darkness and more pain.
I woke up I was in St. Mungo's.
No one knew who brought me here, I came in amongst the other casualties and no one recognized me until he was long gone.
I wish I knew who he was.
I wish I could thank him for saving me
I wish I could ask him why he cared
But now that I know I can live, I need to know something else.
Do I want to?
