Entry 21
When I appeared before them they were quite reasonably afraid. My siblings and I had discussed my appearance beforehand and had agreed: I needed to appear otherworldly so there would be no doubt as to my identity. I was a figure in shadow, to the mortals' eyes it seemed as if the oncoming night was cloaking me. They could not see much of me for the shadows that cloaked my physical form. My fingers were gaunt, almost skeletal, and I knew as they looked up into the cowl of my cloak they would only make out two pinpoints of light where my eyes should be- shining bright and cold like distant stars.
For the first time ever I left my aura (as mortals called it) uncovered on the mortal realm, and they fell to the ground trembling with mixed emotions. They knew- intellectually- they should fear me, but their souls recognized me as one that had always been there, as one who brought peace.
I would not have much time, and so I presented them with the artifacts. To Antioch I gave the Elder Wand. His soul had always been a combative one. In many of his past lives he had been a warrior, a general, a fighter. It was our hope he would wield the wand with skill to fight the Dementors. For Cadmus, who had just recently experienced loss I gave the Resurrection Stone. So close to his grief we hoped he would understand the call to Souls, that he would use the stone to pull the lost ones away from the Dementors and on to our realm. The final brother Ignotus, I gave the Cloak of Invisibility. He was the youngest- used to passing unseen (often being outshone by his brothers in their younger years). In past lives he had been a spy, a thief, one whose life was invested in remaining invisible. We hoped he would use the cloak to conceal himself and his brothers from the Kiss of the Dementors and allow them to complete their task.
I spoke to them, naming myself as Death and giving them their Hollows. We had observed their souls and known they would not abuse the gifts and cause terrible catastrophes. I praised them for being worthy men and explained the powers beholden in each item, but before I could continue to explain their task time ran out and I was forced to leave the mortal realm. My siblings and I could only hope the brothers would discover the true purpose of the Hollows and complete our task.
They did not.
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