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Death and confusion-
A stabbing pain was felt in Yitkah's hip and she shook her head. Professor Snape continued his speech, but all she could do was listen to the screaming in her head and the slashing and blood that flowed from the images that covered her eyes. Women. About thirty of them were being murdered. The feeling in the room was unfamiliar, and she felt her stomach clench. What was this? Terror, and fear. Joy and thrill. And something else. Yitkah's head spun at the emotions filling her. She was not unused to emotions, but they were never like this at all. This feeling that filled her head as she walked to one of the bodies and placed her hand in the red pool beneath it...
Her eyes fixed on a corner of the floor. She was in the potion class fully again. She stood, unsure of what she'd just seen and felt. She knew what had happened, but was so... It was an emotion, but it was a thought process as well. It finally struck her. Confusion. She was confused. Why were the women screaming? They were so terrified. The full potency of the emotion in the room only confused her.
She turned to Professor Snape, Her confusion complete on her face.
"Miss Raven, Are you alright?"
"They killed them. All of them. I don't understand..." She was at a loss for words suddenly. She had no idea what to feel. When humans died, other humans were sad. This she knew. But she wasn't human. She wasn't even mortal. What was she supposed to feel?
Professor Snape said something to the class before grabbing Yitkah around her shoulders and leading her out of the class and up a corridor. Yitkah wanted to walk as well, but couldn't think straight at all. They reached Dumbledore's office nearly fifteen minutes later, and the headmaster just stared at her for nearly three minutes. She'd heard Snape tell her to tell Headmaster Dumbledore what she'd seen, but she couldn't speak. After a few minutes she finally looked to Dumbledore and told him. "Approximately thirty muggle women were stabbed to death. There were humans in black cloaks and robes and white masks. I don't understand. I'm - Confused."
"Why is that, Lady Raven?" Snape gave Dumbledore a startled look at the Lady title. "What were they? I felt so many emotions in the room. Such sadness. I don't understand. Is death sad? I know when death happens, humans are sad..."
"And you don't know what you should feel. Is this correct?"
"Yes, Headmaster Dumbledore. I know very little emotions in comparisons to others in this school, but, I felt them. My head was flushed. I couldn't even think straight. Why does death bring this emotion? All mortals die. It's a fact. Do you all- Are facts to be sad?"
"Not all facts, Lady Raven. Fear and sadness in death are due to the knowledge that the person or people will not be seen or spoken to again. The loss of their presence." Dumbledore's words made sense, but oddly did little to still her racing thoughts.
After a moment, Snape finally mustered the courage to ask Dumbledore without fear of being totally rude. "Lady, Albus?" Dumbledore gave Snape a brief look of confusion before realizing what the question was. "Lady Raven is a high priestess in Legolas, Severus. Her parents and myself agreed on Lady. We felt, due to her status, miss would be too informal and high priestess would be to conspicuous."
"In that case, I'm sorry for addressing you in such a manner earlier. I meant no disrespect." She nodded her apology. If this had been any other time she would have been shocked at his politeness, and this odd state of mind she was in was probably the meaning for his choice in words and tone. She still didn't understand...
But she had procrastinated long enough. It was time to return to class. To think clearly. She took a swig of her canteen before asking to be excused and returning to class.
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Death and confusion-
A stabbing pain was felt in Yitkah's hip and she shook her head. Professor Snape continued his speech, but all she could do was listen to the screaming in her head and the slashing and blood that flowed from the images that covered her eyes. Women. About thirty of them were being murdered. The feeling in the room was unfamiliar, and she felt her stomach clench. What was this? Terror, and fear. Joy and thrill. And something else. Yitkah's head spun at the emotions filling her. She was not unused to emotions, but they were never like this at all. This feeling that filled her head as she walked to one of the bodies and placed her hand in the red pool beneath it...
Her eyes fixed on a corner of the floor. She was in the potion class fully again. She stood, unsure of what she'd just seen and felt. She knew what had happened, but was so... It was an emotion, but it was a thought process as well. It finally struck her. Confusion. She was confused. Why were the women screaming? They were so terrified. The full potency of the emotion in the room only confused her.
She turned to Professor Snape, Her confusion complete on her face.
"Miss Raven, Are you alright?"
"They killed them. All of them. I don't understand..." She was at a loss for words suddenly. She had no idea what to feel. When humans died, other humans were sad. This she knew. But she wasn't human. She wasn't even mortal. What was she supposed to feel?
Professor Snape said something to the class before grabbing Yitkah around her shoulders and leading her out of the class and up a corridor. Yitkah wanted to walk as well, but couldn't think straight at all. They reached Dumbledore's office nearly fifteen minutes later, and the headmaster just stared at her for nearly three minutes. She'd heard Snape tell her to tell Headmaster Dumbledore what she'd seen, but she couldn't speak. After a few minutes she finally looked to Dumbledore and told him. "Approximately thirty muggle women were stabbed to death. There were humans in black cloaks and robes and white masks. I don't understand. I'm - Confused."
"Why is that, Lady Raven?" Snape gave Dumbledore a startled look at the Lady title. "What were they? I felt so many emotions in the room. Such sadness. I don't understand. Is death sad? I know when death happens, humans are sad..."
"And you don't know what you should feel. Is this correct?"
"Yes, Headmaster Dumbledore. I know very little emotions in comparisons to others in this school, but, I felt them. My head was flushed. I couldn't even think straight. Why does death bring this emotion? All mortals die. It's a fact. Do you all- Are facts to be sad?"
"Not all facts, Lady Raven. Fear and sadness in death are due to the knowledge that the person or people will not be seen or spoken to again. The loss of their presence." Dumbledore's words made sense, but oddly did little to still her racing thoughts.
After a moment, Snape finally mustered the courage to ask Dumbledore without fear of being totally rude. "Lady, Albus?" Dumbledore gave Snape a brief look of confusion before realizing what the question was. "Lady Raven is a high priestess in Legolas, Severus. Her parents and myself agreed on Lady. We felt, due to her status, miss would be too informal and high priestess would be to conspicuous."
"In that case, I'm sorry for addressing you in such a manner earlier. I meant no disrespect." She nodded her apology. If this had been any other time she would have been shocked at his politeness, and this odd state of mind she was in was probably the meaning for his choice in words and tone. She still didn't understand...
But she had procrastinated long enough. It was time to return to class. To think clearly. She took a swig of her canteen before asking to be excused and returning to class.
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