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Post by Antonin Dolohov on Dec 13, 2006 1:56:02 GMT -5
Sitting in a corning of his small cell Antonin writes. This is one of the things that helps him survive every day. Many times has be found himself in this cell, but this time was the worst. Every more then once a day he endured visits from the Dementors, the guards are really fixed on him and the other Death Eaters.
I have lost count of how many days I have been here, and I am starting to think I am loosing faith that I will ever get out of here. But I cant think like that, I know that he is doing what ever he can to get me out and the rest of us out, but it is taking to long and they need to speed things up. Every day I look around and see all of the others who have lost all faith, but it seems that only Bellatrix and my self are still whole. Every day that go past I wait and nothing happens, but I know it will happen soon.
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