But though Death searched for the third brother for many years, he was never able to find him. It was only when he had attained a great age that the youngest brother finally took off the Cloak of Invisibility and gave it to his son. And the he greeted Death as an old friend, and went with him gladly, and, equals, they departed this life.
Favorite part <3
I’m so tempted to read my copy of The Tales of Beedle the Bard now :3
I may be naive at heart, but I’m at an age where I can protect myself now. You can no longer prevent me from getting heart-broken, physically hurt, or in-danger. I can handle these situations, and honestly, there’s nothing much you can do. These experiences will shape me into a…