Author Name: cmwinters
Title: Friends and Enemies
Word Count: 176
On a cold and rainy day, an old man dressed in crimson and gold robes leaned heavily on a staff as he staggered slowly through sedges and reeds. The pungent smell of the earth was heavy in the air as the old man made his way towards a small hillock upon which a lone gravestone was perched.
At the top of the stone was a verdant and silver crest emblazoned with a hissing snake.
Below the crest were the only words on the stone – it was a poem.
Perfection, of a kind, was what he was after,
And the words he used were easy to understand;
He knew wizard folly like the back of his hand;
And was greatly concerned with purity of blood;
He envisioned a school, dungeons to rafters,
And refused to admit those whose veins contained mud.
Godric Gryffindor sighed and shook his head sadly as he gazed upon the tombstone in front of him. In all my life, I had no greater friend, he thought sadly to himself. And no worse enemy.
(Epitaph modelled after W.H. Auden's "Epitaph on a Tyrant". "No greater friend, no worse enemy" is said to be the epitaph of Lucius Cornelius Sulla)