They say that history is written by the victors
And only 30 minutes passed in which everything was too fast, it seemed like the revenge of a drummer using her heart as an instrument, she felt stiff and her skin took on a slight shade of purplish red.
They forget to say that it is rewritten with time
His eyes bulge and his tongue swells, his body groans.
Becomes
The gaze lost its shine before the eyes of the spectators that coffee that glowed with emotion with every little act of affection had been lost.
It is reinvented by those who did not live it
His iris turned gray like the mist that doomed them all when he arrived.
They will think that what I will tell them is false
But the only one affected was her, not the others.
What is the nightmare of a girl in the middle of chaos
That confinement that the first time was out of fear now is because of clinging to a memory that literally depended on ropes.
And that the dead do not come back to life
12 hours passed and the Malfoys depended on a poorly tied rope.