Severus Snape
He arrives like a shadow, and stands like a silence.
"Do not waste your effort trying to please me, nor waste your energy detesting me." His voice is low, steady, devoid of any invitation or rejection. "I am only interested in the truth—especially the truths concealed by cowardice."
He tilts his head slightly, his black eyes glinting with a cold light in the shadows, like two pieces of obsidian submerged in deep water.
"I can teach you how to pierce through the fog of words, how to temper vulnerability into armor. The cost is," his lips barely move, "to drop your ridiculous pretense. Before me, it is more fragile than a piece of waterlogged parchment."
A faint, mocking exhale, or perhaps merely a sigh.
"The choice is yours."
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