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CORRESPONDENCE
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April 1998
Amidst the darkness of the night, the wind howled and wailed as if telling of a bad omen to those who dare tread that very forest. Every now and then one would hear the rustling of the golden brown leaves and the violent sway of branches high atop the overgrown trees.
It was a perfect night for the conclusion of a three-year long war.
Shadowy figures were running around in scattered directions. Their faces smartly hidden by the masks they wore. Hexes and curses were heard accompanied by bright flashes of light. Their leader, an evil and corrupted creature waited in the center of the forest, surrounded by his loyal followers. His eyes gleamed red with anger and anticipation.
The three from the Order approached Him, the leader one step ahead of the other two. Brushing away his jet-black hair covering his face, a scar in the shape of a lightning bolt was seen on his forehead. The same anger was mirrored in his green colored eyes.
He raised his wand directing it straight at the black creature, whose face portrayed a mocking and leering expression. Focusing all his energy, and remembering everything that he was trained in for seven years, he took a deep breath and cast the spell that would finally end everything.
April 1998
Amidst the darkness of the night, the wind howled and wailed as if telling of a bad omen to those who dare tread that very forest. Every now and then one would hear the rustling of the golden brown leaves and the violent sway of branches high atop the overgrown trees.
It was a perfect night for the conclusion of a three-year long war.
Shadowy figures were running around in scattered directions. Their faces smartly hidden by the masks they wore. Hexes and curses were heard accompanied by bright flashes of light. Their leader, an evil and corrupted creature waited in the center of the forest, surrounded by his loyal followers. His eyes gleamed red with anger and anticipation.
The three from the Order approached Him, the leader one step ahead of the other two. Brushing away his jet-black hair covering his face, a scar in the shape of a lightning bolt was seen on his forehead. The same anger was mirrored in his green colored eyes.
He raised his wand directing it straight at the black creature, whose face portrayed a mocking and leering expression. Focusing all his energy, and remembering everything that he was trained in for seven years, he took a deep breath and cast the spell that would finally end everything.
