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Three jumpers.
Eight shirts.
Four pairs of jeans.
Folded. Packed. Hidden away.
In a cardboard box (that held more than it should have).
Nine socks.
Four pairs;
One unmatched.
Still in the drawer.
As though its mate would magically appear
tucked beside it. Where it should be.
Remus packed it anyway.
Into the battered cardboard box (that held more than it should have).
One toothbrush.
Two combs.
One threadbare pair of slippers.
Still by the bed. Forgotten in a haste when he had—
When Sirius had—
...
Three books.
Dog-eared.
Speaking of daring deeds.
Reckless heroes.
Happy endings.
He packed those too.
Into the cardboard box
filled with his things.
Memories. Moments.
Trinkets and talismans.
Remembered. Collected.
Packed away.
Stored.
Forgotten.
In a dark corner
of a dark room.
In a cardboard box (that held more than it should have).
And somewhere
In the depths of an ocean,
behind stone walls and iron bars
sat a man.
Alone.
Forgotten.
Packed away.
Into a dark corner,
of a dark cell
(that held more than it should have).
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THC Monthly Challenge - June
Drabble
Prompt - [word]: Cardboard Box
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