(no subject)
There is... an indescribable difference in the demeanor of the Dark Lord's followers, lately. Especially as concerns myself. I have trained myself to pick up subtleties in everything I encounter. It is a matter of survival for both a Potions Master and a spy. And.. this change.. it unsettles me.
No. If I must be perfectly honest, it terrifies me. I fear... I fear many things, and when I think about it, any of those possibilities is as likely as any other. I knew... Once I turned, all those years ago, and took on the duties inherent in being Albus's spy, I knew that my life would more than likely end because of it. Now, however, it seems as that event is coming ever nearer.
I must be on my guard more than ever, but I am uncertain as to whether or not that will even help at this point.
Afraid as I might be, I must not let it show. And I won't.
No. If I must be perfectly honest, it terrifies me. I fear... I fear many things, and when I think about it, any of those possibilities is as likely as any other. I knew... Once I turned, all those years ago, and took on the duties inherent in being Albus's spy, I knew that my life would more than likely end because of it. Now, however, it seems as that event is coming ever nearer.
I must be on my guard more than ever, but I am uncertain as to whether or not that will even help at this point.
Afraid as I might be, I must not let it show. And I won't.