Nov 21, 2011 20:05
[There is only the sound of breathing -- and, suddenly, a shattering of glass, along with a breathy high-pitched laugh, and a familiar soft voice, but this time, something is definitely wrong.]
Adstringendum... the name is Latin, if you all didn't realize, completely bastardized Latin, but Latin all the same -- and it's odd, because when I've gone to sleep, a crew of doctors at Saint Mungo's have informed me that it isn't real -- which is nonsense, naturally, because how could it be false? I've been trapped here for months, as have we all, and we're expected to swallow such a thing?
Hardly.
[Another shattered glass.]
I wish to offer a challenge, to those that are bored -- but not to anyone in specific, no, I wish to speak to the Animus, to the ones inside my head --
[A vicious crack of wood.]
-- I want to introduce you to what insanity truly looks like. Allow me to introduce you to the flexibility of magic.
[x,y]
[And then, the feed cuts with a crackle -- a magical off-switch/ Or, rather, Tom waving his hand and slamming it against something.]
the animus will fall to voldemort,
the tiniest inkling of fear,
enter the dark lord voldemort,
the mind is my domain,
!event: we're all mad here,
let's go on a mass murdering spree,
and 'snap' goes the spinning thread,
there is a spell for everything