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How peculiar was this man? The blood covering his body his incessant ramblings to the most simple of questions, what on earth was this place? At least his accent was something that reminded Anwir of home a place of culture and civilization unlike this rathole that he had found himself in. He was sur...

Everything was different. The train ride was not nearly as engaging as the other students stared at the fourth year with the embroidered serpent crest on his sweater vest. His shirt was neatly tucked into his trousers and one could make out the hint of a reflection in his expertly polished oxfords. ...