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Isiro (He/Him) is a wizard. He wields a member of the unsorted masses of Hogwarts students just off the train eagerly crowding around the Sorting Hat.
About Me
Important details that I'll put into a bio eventually:
Isiro (Iz-eer-o) Rafael Falke.
Nineteen; D.O.B. November 2nd.
Pure-blood.
Single; straight.
10 3/4 vine and phoenix feather, unyielding.
Ravenclaw Seeker, years four to six.
Former Ravenclaw Prefect.
Hogwarts Graduate, six N.E.W.T.s.
Intern with the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.
I do occasionally enjoy experimenting with the workings of the world.
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I am the trust.
I am the comfort, and I am the security.
I am the hand which holds you safely, walking with you side-by-side until the cliff's edge comes from nowhere into focus.
I am the cause of your insecurity, the trembling of your knees as you notice just how close you are.
I am the push, and I am the fall.
I am the smile which watches as you vanish, the hand which waves hello, and then goodbye as you disappear and spend your last minutes wondering just how you let yourself be so blind.
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[more coming soon]
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I am the mind games.
I am the persuasion, and the hypnotism.
I am the logic which convinces your brain that it was not me but you, even as I stand and write the observations upon the pages of my notebook.
I am the scientist.
You are the mouse.
Isiro (Iz-eer-o) Rafael Falke.
Nineteen; D.O.B. November 2nd.
Pure-blood.
Single; straight.
10 3/4 vine and phoenix feather, unyielding.
Ravenclaw Seeker, years four to six.
Former Ravenclaw Prefect.
Hogwarts Graduate, six N.E.W.T.s.
Intern with the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.
I do occasionally enjoy experimenting with the workings of the world.
---
I am the trust.
I am the comfort, and I am the security.
I am the hand which holds you safely, walking with you side-by-side until the cliff's edge comes from nowhere into focus.
I am the cause of your insecurity, the trembling of your knees as you notice just how close you are.
I am the push, and I am the fall.
I am the smile which watches as you vanish, the hand which waves hello, and then goodbye as you disappear and spend your last minutes wondering just how you let yourself be so blind.
---
[more coming soon]
---
I am the mind games.
I am the persuasion, and the hypnotism.
I am the logic which convinces your brain that it was not me but you, even as I stand and write the observations upon the pages of my notebook.
I am the scientist.
You are the mouse.
