The Garden
The Garden
Prologue
-Deep in the seedy underbelly of the Wizarding World, there is a place. Swathed in the greens of death and life and chaos. Behind a practically invisible mark in Knockturn Alley. If one looks closely enough they may just find it. If they search thoroughly, and pay absolute attention to what hides just beyond the corner of their eye, a Witch, Wizard, Wiccan, or Magical might see the truth. As long as they keep its secrets, it will keep them and theirs protected. But if one is in need of help, true, pure, actual help… Well, it may just lend a hand. No matter the side one is on, if they seek, it will be given. For Chaos is a neutral being, and rewards kindness with kindness, and cruelty with cruelty. If they Look, they will See. If they Listen, they will Hear. If they Touch, they will Feel. If they Search, they will Find. It is watched over by the truest form of Chaos and Purity… a Child, The Child. One who has suffered, and bled, and lost. One who has harmed and healed and found. Chaos’ Garden-