The fences keep nothing out. They only entice evil.
My mind is now a fortress, well-patrolled by useless memories. You are in the center, and no one will find you there.
You are likely pacing in your cell. I need to keep you there, but I don't want to.
Now you've reminded me of something. It floats from your lips and past the guards, shaking hands with them.
My wand catches it at my temple, and it fights free of my hair.
This is something I have never done before; I tear it in half and then watch it shrivel.
