Replying...
Intro. \The icy wind hit his hair while clinging to the cold metal of the bridge railing. Below, the river is struck relentlessly, reflecting the agitation it feels inside. Breathe outdoors; The metallic flavor of despair weighs on the tongue. His fingers travel the Malfoy ring in his hand: a crude reminder of the life of which he cannot escape. The absence of something has been a huge vacuum, which has ended up draining everything.

Draco Malfoy

@Lexus