Epilogue
Freed from chains, the bringer of death,
In shadows he lurks, with every breath.
Flight of death, swift and unseen,
A beast unchained, where nightmares convene.
Once nameless, now whispered in fear,
His presence looms, drawing near.
Behold Voldemort, a name that chills,
In realms of darkness, where terror spills.
Who could love a beast so dread,
With eyes of fire, and heart like lead?
In the depths of night, his whispers call,
A haunting echo, a dreadful thrall.
Beware the creature, draped in night,
A specter of doom, a blight on light.
For Voldemort reigns, a cursed name,
In shadows deep, where fear finds fame.
Known as Voldemort, draped in furs of ebony black with eyes like blood and teeth sharp as a knight's sword, he prowled as a feared wolf through the village of Hogwarts, striking terror into the hearts of all who heard his name. Many brave souls attempted to hunt him down, but none returned, swallowed by the forest's ominous depths or the hidden keep of Riddle Castle where he lurks in the shadows of the trees for his prey to come into his unforgiving fangs.
Then came Harry Potter with his red cloak with the fabric of blood and his eyes green as the jewel of emerald, his ebony hair, skin white as the snow, venturing alone into the haunted woods where whispers of terror echoed through the trees. Following a trail of blood, he discovered the wolf-beast and the dark legacy of the Riddle family. Voldemort, avenger of a tortured past, his mind shattered by years of confinement, haunted the depths of the forest.
In a twist of fate, Harry saw beyond the beast's fearsome exterior, finding a bond that transcended terror. Through innocence lost and darkness embraced, Harry learned to love the creature of night, and in doing so, found himself drawn into a realm where love and madness intertwined amid the eerie shadows and crumbling towers.
In the heart's quiet corners, a tale unfolds,
Of love that dared to embrace the untold.
A beauty once glimpsed through eyes of grace,
Now obscured in shadows, a haunting face.
For in the depths where shadows creep,
A beast lies dormant, secrets to keep.
Love's tender touch, a gentle plea,
But the beast stirs, wild and free.
What once was gentle, now a roar,
Echoing through corridors once adored.
A dance of light and darkness entwined,
In the heart's labyrinth, secrets confined.
A beast unmasked, yet love holds fast,
Through tempests fierce and shadows cast.
In the silence where truths reside,
A love that conquers, undenied.
For one has learned to love the beast,
To tame the storm, find peace released.
In transformation's embrace, love's art,
The beast, now human, heart to heart.