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A Drunken Fever A pearly white moon hung suspended in the dark sky. It was the eve of July 26, a Saturday. The entrance hall of Hogwarts was deserted. Torches along the walls flickered lazily, creating a soft homey glow. Music echoed faintly through the thick stone walls. The heavy wooden doors leading to the Great Hall creaked open, letting forth a barrage of sound. A thin 17-year old girl slipped through the gap. After a brief hesitation she let the door slam shut behind her, nearly catching the tail of her emerald green dress. Her hair, normally bushy and brown, had been charmed into a sleek perfection. The shiny locks fell gracefully ar

A myth entwined to the specter of the World A story, a doodle between lines of lost papyruses. It is a myth of ancient power that shall finally unfold The story of the Elements, diminishing lost irises… Fire, Water, Air and Earth Elements of pureness, Aristotle's curse Winter, Ice, Wind and Fall Together to bless, learning to caress. Flames, Napalm, Sky and Blaze Smoke, Inferno, Steam, the Maze Magma, Lava, rivulets flowing through my veins I shall destroy lives! These are my ways! Stone, Granite, Marble and Dirt Storm, Rock, Thorn deep in Mud Elemental Myth, ancestral cud Stay with me, there are even more to see! Nature,