[death is their gift] - tom ripley/tom riddle.
i . .have no idea. but,
dorrie6, this has got to be better than house elves/voldemort. though it doesn't fit either canon even remotely. oops.
They meet at the opera, naturally. They have much in common. They are both orphans. They appreciate the finer things. They are attempting to rise above their stations.
They have both killed, and yet, this is where they come apart.
Ripley reeks of regret, of humanity, of passion scarred over. These are the things that Riddle has no time for. Riddle speaks in hisses around Ripley's body. Ripley whispersings dreams and nightmares in his sleep, and Riddle's eyes are shuttered slits. A quick flash of light and Ripley is still.
Riddle's tongue curls around absurd language, blood purified in death.
i . .have no idea. but,
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They meet at the opera, naturally. They have much in common. They are both orphans. They appreciate the finer things. They are attempting to rise above their stations.
They have both killed, and yet, this is where they come apart.
Ripley reeks of regret, of humanity, of passion scarred over. These are the things that Riddle has no time for. Riddle speaks in hisses around Ripley's body. Ripley whispersings dreams and nightmares in his sleep, and Riddle's eyes are shuttered slits. A quick flash of light and Ripley is still.
Riddle's tongue curls around absurd language, blood purified in death.