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The Tale of the Three Brothers
Its long, frayed ends were delicately touching the bridge as it hovered over it. However, what resided beneath the cloak was neither human nor another defined creature. “The Three Peverell Brothers. Antioch, the eldest. Cadmus, the middle brother. And of course, Ignotus, the youngest.”
The Eldest Foe
Antioch could feel the power radiating from the wand in his hand. He could feel, giving him confidence and, most of all, power. It was like nothing he had ever experienced before.
The Demise of Ganon Blackthorn
Neither of them had asked Antioch why he wanted to go all the way to Devonshire, and he wasn’t about to tell them. Not yet at least. They would make him turn around, but Antioch was determined. It was time for Ganon Blackthorn to get what was coming to him all along.
And Then There Were Two
Just then Antioch felt a chilling cold wash over him. The air stirred in the room, and Antioch’s eyes moved to the window but found it still bolted shut. He began to tremble, and he gasped when the covers of his bed rustled with the cold air, and suddenly before him was Death.
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