When I started writing about my daydreams two and a half years ago, writing the non-fiction was easy, and writing the fiction was hard. Gradually, the situation flipped. By now, it has flipped so spectacularly that writing the non-fiction feels …
Trigger warning: this story contains graphic violence and disturbing psychological themes.
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What was it about parties that made John want to jump off a cliff? Of course, being immortal, jumping off a cliff was little more than a painful inconvenience for him, but the sentiment …
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John hesitated at the gate. His giddy excitement for this mission had been only somewhat dampened when he’d discovered that he would have to visit Hogwarts …