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Gilderoy poem
Character: Gilderoy
Rating: PG
Warnings: Er...not really necessary, though a little bit of melodrama is present. (Of course.)
Het, Slash or Gen: Gen
Description: Poem about Gilderoy and his memory loss.
There are moments, snatches of dream,
where I am holding a wand, shouting nonsense,
writing something, shaking someone's hand.
I'm not certain why I shouldn't leave this hallway. They tell me to stay, in this white washed tunnel.
I sign another picture.
Food makes me wish to forget more, it is unappetizing, there is no thought to proper arrangement here.
My hand now remembers to stop at the edge of the page. I no longer write on the desk by accident.
Someone used to say something to me about something, I think. Or perhaps it was someone else entirely.
I've spilled the pudding again. I might have done it on purpose.
I wish I remembered flying. I'm certain I looked dashing.
Rating: PG
Warnings: Er...not really necessary, though a little bit of melodrama is present. (Of course.)
Het, Slash or Gen: Gen
Description: Poem about Gilderoy and his memory loss.
There are moments, snatches of dream,
where I am holding a wand, shouting nonsense,
writing something, shaking someone's hand.
I'm not certain why I shouldn't leave this hallway. They tell me to stay, in this white washed tunnel.
I sign another picture.
Food makes me wish to forget more, it is unappetizing, there is no thought to proper arrangement here.
My hand now remembers to stop at the edge of the page. I no longer write on the desk by accident.
Someone used to say something to me about something, I think. Or perhaps it was someone else entirely.
I've spilled the pudding again. I might have done it on purpose.
I wish I remembered flying. I'm certain I looked dashing.
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This is fantastic (as is your fic-posting spree in general!)
no subject
Thank you so much for the compliment!