blueshield

A womans strength is like no other. It is the strongest root from the oldest tree, plunged the deepest, cradeling the core of everything.

	Come sit at my table, it is afterall yours too. All the women in the world seated arround one humangus round table, drinking wine, breaking bread and laughing.

Frosted Shadow
copyright 2002 � 2004 Christopher Klugman

Shadow shadow on the wall,
who´s the fucking smartest of them all?

I´m a man! No, you´re not. What do you mean i´m not? Of course i´m a man. Look in the mirror, you are not a man! The mirror is lying! No, a mirror never lies. This one dose.

The worst revelation a young adult can have; is the sudden ackowledgement that your beloved parents/parent aren´t the idols you have strived to be, but are mere individuals who have long fallen pray to their own fears. It´s up to you to learn from their mistakes by letting them go and making yourself your own role model.

This, my dear friends is my dream car. Unfortunately I do not even have the type of cash needed to sustain the privilege of driving such a vehicle let alone buying one. Dreaming on, dreaming on.

You’re walking down the street
Or
You’re browsing through a shop
Or
Waiting at the traffic lights
Or
You’re just anywhere.

Either way you’re minding your own business, doing everything in accordance to societies code of conduct, when all of a sudden you’re distracted by a funny feeling. You lift your eyes and immediately find the source of the feeling: There’s someone staring at you. Now, I’m not talking about someone who quickly turns away when they’ve been caught out staring. Oh no. I’m talking about the ones that bluntly, shamelessly keep on staring at you even when they know you’ve seen them.
What is it with these people? Who on earth do they think they are?
What makes it worse is when you end up being the first to look away due to the overwhelming feeling of awkwardness.
They are literally invading your space just by their stare. The rudeness of people and their lack of regard towards others never ceases to amaze me. No wonder a part of me has given up on the human race.

Out of all the days, weeks and months of a year now and again pops up, what I call a bubble day. You’ll be half way through your day when you suddenly realize; hey this is a good day: You’re looking good, feeling great, everything is going according to plan and then you feel even happier for the revelation thus making your day seem even better still.
But then, yes the ever intruding but, with the revelation comes the intruding thought, this is too good to be true and within seconds you’ve gone from effortlessly having a good day to having to cope with a quiet nagging sensation pulling at your minds waves. All of a sudden your having to divert a certain amount of attention away from what you where doing and having to recoordinate it to help in the battle of quickly squashing the now inconvenient feeling of foreboding. And there you are. Your in your good day carrying on as you were, but now slightly distracted, waiting for that one thing to burst your bubble day. And surely or not 9.9999 times out of ten just as you think you’ve made it, that one thing pops up and bursts your bubble. Let’s face it; all it takes is a tinny wincey pin prick.

I believe that Dumbledore knew that this moment may very well arrive. He made it quit clear to draco that he knew what he had been upto. It was also made clear earlier on in the book that Dumbledore was well aware of the vow Snape had taken. Hadn´t hagrid overheard this conversation? Had Snape not said that Dumbledore was asking to much of him? I therefore believe that Dumbledoore had asked Snape to forfill his vow. That should the time come, Snape was to kill him, making sure Draco could not.
There are in my opinion two reasons. One being that Dumbledore did not want Draco to be harmed, neither did he want Draco´s family to be murdered, no matter how bad they are. Dumbledore was after all a loving man.
Secondly, I can only presume Dumbledore had a plan in case this scenario took place. His death was needed, but I don´t believe his story ends there. He would not have let himself be killed without taking measures and he knows all to well that the situation is so grave he can not just leave it as it is. His wisdom and helping hand are still too greatly needed.
I do not believe he has split his soul or anything like that, But somehow he has left a piece of himself, or at least a peace of his mind. I truely believe we have yet to say our true goodbyes to this wounderfull man.

I want to add one more thing. The moment when Harry was chasing Snape and called him a coward. It infuriated Snape. If he did indeed kill Dumbledore for the greater good, it would mean he would be one of the bravest of them all up untill now.
To be honest I don´t think I could cope with the idea that his death was pointless. I read somewhere else someone saying that he was the best charater in the book. I completely agree. Fictional or not, in our hearts, minds and souls, he has existed. He will be sorely missed.

Who the hell gave you the right to take those lives?

No matter what your reasons are or for what cause you acted on, it is empty, pathetic and worthless if it means taking the lives of unexpecting civilians.

You are stupid if you think we will pay attention to your cause, you are stupid if you think you can bring us down. For no matter how important your cause may be, or how much you despise us, we at least, in general, know the difference between right and wrong.
There is no God on your side, there is no higher moral supporting your actions. Wether you consider yourself at war with us or not, you are nothing more then murderers.
You are pathetic, blinded, stupid, murdering cowards, without a soul. You are the mirror image of all that is evil in this world residing within the bounderies of the human race.
SHAME ON YOU, SHAME ON YOU.

And if you ever dare to claim the right to take my life, then at the least, I expect you to give me your name and lay your life down next to mine.

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