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Primary Relationship
Other Pairing
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Mystery, Young Adult
Next Generation
Contains profanity, Strong violence, Scenes of a sexual nature, Substance abuse, Sensitive topic/issue/theme, Spoilers
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First Published
2014-04-19 12:38pm
Last Chapter
2014-08-21 10:12am
Last Updated
2014-08-21 10:12am

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Ch. # Chapter Title Word Count Reviews
1 all romantics meet the same fate

The mystery begins in a dark fortress where, among the howling of the innocent and the lamentations of spirits, a young woman is whispering a story.

5,701 10
2 dreams filled with silver and gold

The village of Zauberei Dorf in southern Germany has been there for centuries, unique for its dense magical population.

5,795 8
3 all dead hearts to you

The night is cool and quiet, frozen still, as if the whole city of Zauberei Dorf is holding its breath. Candles go unlit, and magic is used sparingly for fear the secret police will be drawn to that household which dares to look merry in dark times such as these.

6,580 7
4 in the midnight hour

Nurmengard, Nurmengard – guardian of souls. The children and the little boy who listened to her fairytale are dead – their cries and pleas have been silenced, and only the cool winter wind blowing through the stones of the great fortress and trickling across Ada’s skin remains.

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5 something in the way she moves

Madame la Douloureuse was a French consort of one of der Meister’s followers in France. Rumour said that she was beautiful yet cruel, with needle-sharp nails and a falsely sweet voice which lulled victims into a false sense of security before she sent them to their deaths.

5,902 5
6 ember in your name

Ruth Kaufmann is not doing very well. She is ill, sick from the damp of the prison and the meager rations and water and her grief for those she had known and loved for those who had died on the other side of the fortress wall in the extermination station.

6,230 4
7 unchain my heart, let me be

Grindelwald has fallen. He is defeated, subdued, and the last of his quivering followers are being rounded up like cattle, even as they once permitted the cataloguing and destruction of their political enemies and those with Muggle blood.

5,249 3
8 gone away, i watched you disappear

“Hello, little girl,” the man says in perfect, polished German. It is not lost on her, the irony of their position.

6,008 3
9 everything that happened, everything you saw

Ada is tired. She is so tired of the darkness of her cell, of the paper-thin coverlet which itches her skin, of the sheen of sweat which chills her body in a rocking fever.

5,363 4
10 no brighter light than the look in her eyes

The man who caught her had rotten teeth. She can still smell them, and his thick, dank breath as her wand flew out of her small hand. The first night in her lonely cell, no living soul to hear her cries for help, the smell of his decaying mouth lingers in her head.

4,534 5
11 in the dark, count mistakes

“Ada, Ada Treuherzig,” the blond boy says to her. “We have not seen one another since that final day at Durmstrang. I have so very much to tell you. How odd that we should meet like this.”

4,869 3
12 everything you touch, only dies

And time passes, and it floods.

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