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Title: S A N C T U A R Y ['76]
Description: marauders era


Guest - December 31, 2007 05:15 AM (GMT)
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Here in the dark I can be strong; knowing that nothing can hurt from now on.

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THE IGNORANT
    The year is 1976 and the Wizarding World is basking in the glory that is itself. Tolerance, peace and equality reign supreme; ushering in a new era of brotherly love and compassion. Waring factions of Pureblooded families are crumbling, leaving only legends and regret in their wake. Day by day more Muggleborns and half-bloods appear on family trees while less and less pure couples produce less and less pure children. Law and order are gods in this new society as the Ministry of Magic bands together, more organized and single minded than ever. Their purpose: to keep their world secret and at permanent peace. Magical emmasaries and ambassidors help to diverisfy and equalify the magical people around the world and spread good will to all men. All is well...

THE DISSILUSIONED
    Lord Voldemort. You-Know-Who. He-who-is-no-longer a rumor. Tom Riddle was never even a blip on the Wizarding World's radar. Dark wizards are no strangers but after Dumbledore's defeat of Grindlewald all those many years ago, dark wizards and dark magic no longer irk as many as they used to. But Voldemort is preparing to change all that. In only a short span of years his web of terror will spread around the world, brining the "perfect" Wizarding World to it's shaky knees. Even now his followers prepare for War, their mind set on simple tasks: purification and control. His Death Eaters are even influencing their younger generations, brining legions of young future Death Eaters into the arena. No longer can the Wizarding World lay in blissful ignorance and keep their lives. All is not well...

THE WARRIORS: THE PEACE MAKERS
    Aristotle once said that 'We make war that we may live in peace'. This holds true to a band of rag tag fighters calling themselves the Order of the Pheonix. They sense Voldemort's threat, even if slumbering Britain cannot. Brought together by Albus Dumbledore, the only one Voldemort ever feared, they are ready to fight and ready to win. With two sides gaining arms and at the very cusp of battle, the smell of detah hangs in the air. Eveyone can sense it. Around the world a curtain hangs and it's heavy as lead. In this future battlefield, where will you find a place to rest your feet? Where will you find SANCTUARY?

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Somewhere to love somewhere to breathe somewhere to call my
sanctuary




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