@valiteras - the tales we’re told as children. The wand, the cloak, and the stone…” he murmured, his attention drifting back to the illustration.
“I hate to admit it, but most dismiss them as mere fables. I, however, know better. These artefacts exist, Gellert. They’re out there.”
@valiteras His attention fell to the open book, a lone finger tracing the illustration upon the page. He followed the outline of the stone, a faint sigh escaping him.
When his gaze lifted to Gellert, a trace of apprehension had settled across his features.
“It’s rather peculiar,-
Ah, his greatest weakness: vulnerability.
One need only indulge Gellert’s ego and praise his grand designs, and he shall be putty in your hands.
A little flattery, after all, goes a remarkably long way.
Ah, best not to utter the ‘c’ word. Even not within his presence —he has impeccable hearing. He takes such great offence to it, though whether it be pride or some deeper embarrassment, I’ve yet to discern. I’m still learning the finer details of him, you see. Our friendship is-
please do not comment on our situationship the thought of lasting commitment makes me deeply uncomfortable &&. deeply nervous actually this is why muggles deserve to die