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A new Beginning	By : dark-huntressmoony Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 26206 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 6
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters, They belong to J.K. Rowling, i just like to play with them. no money is being made from this story, this is purely for my own enjoyment

Chapter List
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::::: Previously:

Severus held him close and kissed his temple. "I love you too, I'll meet up with you tonight and we will get everything sorted out, I'm sure Albus is fine." He turned and his robes billowed out behind him like always as he took the steps two at a time, his long legs eating up the ground as he rushed past students to get to Analessia's room. His mind racing with things that could have happened to Albus, he stopped at the portrait hiding Analessia's rooms and held his hand up to the goddess who regarded him with warm dark eyes. "Blessed Nyx, guard that fool hardy boy I call a son and let him come home to us safe and sound." He said softly and thought he saw the woman nod, even though he had never seen her herself move as the painting swung open and revealing Analessia and her three brothers. "Albus has gone missing." He said and launched into an explanation about what was happening.

Albus groaned as his head throbbed sharply and his mouth felt dry with the distinct copper taste of blood. He spat onto the floor and groaned again as he tried to rub the source of pain only to find his hands bound above him. "What the fuck?" He tried to look around but while he knew his eyes were open he saw nothing and he knew he was under a blinding charm. He tried to stamp down the panic that threatened to rise as he remembered what Severus was always telling him, that panic wouldn't get him anywhere. He took a few steady breaths to calm his racing heart when the sound of a door slammed open made his head snap up. "Who's there? Why did you take me? What do you want?" Silence met his ears and he was sure that maybe he had imagined it until he felt hands slide into his hair and his head pulled sharply back making him yelp in pain. He felt fingers tracing along his jaw and lips and he shivered at the unwelcomed touch.

"Yes, yes, yes, you'll do…you'll do nicely."

Chapter 13: The Loss of Innocence

Albus recoiled from the fingers touching his face, "Who are you? What do you want?"

"Little lamb, stolen from the fold, little lamb far far from home." The voice sang out before dissolving into maddened laughter. "Oh yes the Master will like you, still so young, still so fresh."

The breath that skirted over his skin made Albus tremble in fear and he began to notice just how vulnerable he was, he was after all hanging blind and naked somewhere that was not Hogwarts. "W-who is this master?"

"The Master is all, the Master is law, the Master will enjoy his new pretty little doll." Hands began to roam down his torso and he began to thrash pulling at the chains trying to get away. "Oh the little doll likes to play? Play with me and I won't tell, play with me until the Master says his spell." Lips brushed at Albus's neck and Albus thrashed even more and began to scream. Boney hands clamped over his mouth painfully, "shh shh! Quiet you! You'll bring Wrath down upon us both, pretty little lamb would be put up for the slaughter." The voice whispered harshly.

"Enough!" A woman's voice barked in the darkness and Albus heard the other person in room shuffle back and whimper. "You know he is for the Master." He heard heels click on the floor indicating he was in some kind of dungeon. "Just what were you trying to do?"

"N-n-nothing! I heard the little lamb wake, thought I would see if he needed-"

"You were told to stay away from this room, Mongrel." The woman snarled her voice a deadly hiss. "The master wants the lamb brought to him. You will go now, I will bring him up." Albus jumped when he heard the woman kick whoever was touching him and a scrambling noise as, he guess that Mongrel, left the room. "Vile creature."

Albus heard a rustling and he tried to appeal to the woman, "please, let me go home."

Cold slender fingers laid over his lips, "oh shhhh little lamb, you are home. Master will keep you safe. He has been watching you, longing for you; He waited until you were ripe before plucking you from the fold. You should feel honored."

"I want to go home, please, I'm only 15."

Fingers stroked his cheeks, like a mothers caress. "Oh sweet little lamb we know, but the Master he wants you now, he says he can't wait any longer. It is an honor to be his pet. You will be well treated…that is if you behave and do as you are told." Chains clicked and clacked and Albus felt himself tumble forward into cold arms and he whimpered. "Oh, there there little lamb. It's alright, don't be scared." She cooed, as if she were telling him there were no monsters in the closet or under the bed.

Albus felt the sobs bubble into his throat, he wanted to push her away and run, but he had no idea where he was or how to get away. And he couldn't run away blind, he knew he was screwed, he only hoped that Scorpius was getting his dad and Severus.

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Severus snarled as he hurled another boulder into a tree, his fangs and eyes flashing and his wings fully extended. "There is no way anyone could have just taken him off of the grounds. All the anti-Apparition wards are still in place as well as new anti-Portkey wards." He snarled again slashing at a tree trunk with his claws.

Analessia walked forward and gripped his hands, "Severus stop it! We will find him, we just have to work our way through the scents around here, this is a forest after all, and we can't work through everything so quickly, even as Strigoi."

"Every hour we waste is another hour that whoever has him gets farther away."

Nicolae swooped down and landed gracefully on his feet his kaleidoscope colored wings shifting between stormy gray and angry red folding around his shoulders. "Then let's take a different approach to this. Who would want to take the boy? Who has the most to gain from taking him away?"

Severus growled and ran his fingers through his windswept hair. "I don't know, with the Dark Lord gone I can't think of anyone who would hurt Harry or Albus."

"What about hurt you?" Stelian asked appearing beside his brother, his dark purple wings dipping down to rest on his shoulders.

"Hurt me? For what purpose?"

"You were a spy were you not? How many of the Death Eaters hold a grudge against you for helping bring down their master?"

Severus paused for a moment, "what difference does that make? Any Death Eater is either dead or in Azkaban."

"Are you sure?"

Severus snarled at the Tepes men in front of him, "of course I'm sure."

Analessia's head snapped up and she whipped around. "Harry, quickly we need to get back to Harry! Lian, Nicolae please keep looking for anything with Dracul. Talk with the Centaurs if you have to but please!" She grabbed Severus's hand and they flew off to the castle, leaving the three other men to continue their search.

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Albus felt himself dumped onto something soft and the blinding charm removed from his eyes. He whimpered and quickly shut his eyes as the sudden burst of light from the fireplace and candles around him burned his eyes. He curled up only to have his head pulled up by his hair and he made a pained noise. "Open your eyes little lamb," it wasn't the woman who spoke this time but a man. Albus reluctantly opened his eyes and he let out a gasp at the sight before him. The room was lit only by fire light, casting shadows along the walls from the bodies moving over the pillows and the floor. Men and women laid about the room all naked except for their heads which held some odd sort of mask that he couldn't see. They all moaned and writhed around on the pillows as if they were in some hedonistic cult for some god, but they looked like they were enjoying themselves. A single man sat on a throne like chair, a crimson tunic tied around his waist, his face hidden by what looked to be a Greek Chorus mask that also hid his hair with a black vale. He was built and pale, with scars criss crossing his chest. The man was a god sitting on a throne, like any of the stories that Albus had read or the plays that he had been taken to by Scorpius.

"Who…who are you?" He whispered, unsure if he was heard over the moans and whimpers in the room.

"I am the Master little lamb."

Albus felt his anger start to swell; he was getting really tired of that nickname. "Stop calling me that!"

"Now why would I do that? It is what you are." The man said.

"My name is Albus Potter! Not little lamb! Why did you bring me here?" He demanded, trying to stamp down his fear and ignore the sounds from the room around him.

"I know who you are, you were brought here because I wished it. I am the Master, and my will will be done." His voice boomed making several choruses of moans echo in the room, as if his anger were some sort of pleasurable thing. "You are mine now little lamb, I watched you grow, and I waited…I waited for long enough now I want you as mine. You are the sacrificial lamb." The man snapped his fingers and a woman appeared next to Albus, wearing the same mask with a long dark purple tunic wrapped around her. "Take him to be prepared. I will have him tonight." He ordered.

"Yes Master, right away Master." The woman bowed low before grabbing Albus and hauling him off.

The Master smiled beneath his mask as his fingers traced over the scars on his chest. "Yes I will have you Albus Potter, and watch as your father crumbles to dust when it happens." He laughed and turned his attention back to the others in the room, taking no joy, but taking power from their emotions.

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Severus burst into the Headmaster's office and saw Harry sobbing in a chair. He swept over, forgetting his wings were out and curled around his life mate holding him close as his wings closed around them. "Harry love, talk to me, what is it?"

Harry clung to the elder man as the sobs shook his body. "S-Sev…we…we…we got a note." He gasped through the sobs, his feathers tangling with his mates.

Severus's eyes cut to Minerva who was handing the note to Analessia. "What did it say?"

Analessia held the note, her hands shaking slightly. "Ready to play? What the hell does that mean?"

"It's him…" Harry whispered, "he's back and he's playing with me."

Analessia's brow furrowed. "Who is?"

"The Master." Harry whispered.

Severus pulled back and made Harry look at him, "who is the Master? What are you talking about Harry?"

"Before everything went bad with me and Gin I still lived at the Burrow. Well when Albus was about I think 2 or 3, and I got a weird letter. It didn't arrive by Owl or anything, just kind of, I dunno, appeared out of nowhere. When I opened it it said that my son had been chosen by the Master to be his sacrificial lamb."

Minerva sat heavily behind her desk as Analessia planted herself on the end of it, her hand at her throat, "doamne."

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Albus snarled and fought the woman as she began to tie him down with the iron restraints. "Bloody hell let me go! You can't do this! I'm just a kid!" He screamed at her.

The woman chuckled behind her mask and ran a finger down his cheek. "What a precious little lamb you are." She purred, "so young, so innocent. I almost envy the Master for what he is about to do. To break that innocence in your eyes, but I'll enjoy it more knowing what this will do to your precious father." The woman spat.

Albus went cold inside, "what do you mean? What do you know about my dad?"

The woman laughed coldly. "Only that he damned us…so now…now we are damning you." She turned and stalked out of the room.

Albus trembled as he pulled and yanked at the chains until he hopelessly slammed his head down on the pillows as tears fell from his eyes. He shivered as the cold air from the room caressed his naked skin and he began to throw up any and all prayers that he could get out of here before this "Master" guy actually showed up. He tried the wandless magic that Severus had taught him but it seemed to get him nowhere, and the cuffs of the binds were biting into his wrists and blood dripped down his arms. He jumped and whimpered as the door opened and closed again and the "Master" walked in, still in the low hanging tunic around his hips and mask in place. Albus whimpered as the man walked closer, tears streaking his face. "Please, let me go…please." He begged.

The man tutted as he sat on the bed and ran a finger lightly over a trail of blood, "such a precious little thing, it seems like you've hurt yourself. But of course I can't let you go. You are the sacrificial lamb…given up to the God to satisfy the needs of many. You should feel honored to be given to me." He leaned forward and lapped lightly at the blood, humming his appreciation. "Such a sweet and innocent flavor, you are innocent in all sense of the word."

Albus continued to squirm pulling on the chains, making it rip into his skin more. "please stop."

The Master held him down easily, the empty eyes of the mask looking down at him, making Albus whimper in fear again. "There is no need to be afraid little lamb, you are so precious." He whispered lying on his side as his fingers trailed blood further down Albus's arms to his torso. “Have you lain with anyone?”

Albus whimpered and shook his head.

"Truly innocent, you don't see that anymore. You will truly be a treat for me. Oh hush now," he said as he laid a finger on his lips, "you don't have to be scared, you will come to enjoy this."

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Analessia paced the room, her fingers tugging at her long hair as she waited for her brothers to come from her mental summons. "It can't be…it just can't. Blessed Nyx don't let it be true." She begged.

Severus held Harry tightly to him, his young mate in his own world of despair. Severus lightly began to stroke the baby bump of his lover and he muttered soft comforting words into his ear. The door opened and the three Tepes brothers were practically thrown into the room with Analessia's uncle fallowing them. "Dorian? When did you get here?"

Dorian sighed as he stepped over his nephews and settled down into a chair. "I was on my way here to discuss some important matters with my lay about nephews when I heard the news that they were coming to a mental call. I heard the mental call from my niece as well and came rushing in. Are you absolutely sure Harry said he got a note from someone referring to themselves as "the Master"?" His voice was sharp with the question and that made Severus go cold inside.

"You know who this Master is." He said softly.

Harry's head snapped up to pin Dorian with pain filled green eyes. "You know? Who is it?! Why did he take my son?!" Harry screamed.

Severus laid a hand over the back of his neck and brought him back to him so he could breathe in his scent and calm down. He could feel the crackle of Harry's magic and did his best to sooth him. "Hush love, calm down. Think of the baby."

Dorian looked unfazed by the sudden outburst. "Yes I did know who the Master was."

"Was? That makes no sense." Minerva said from her desk as she busied herself making tea for everyone in the room. "Especially since young Mr. Potter only went missing a few hours ago."

"That is exactly why it makes no sense, this Master was a Strigoi…one who went rouge as we call it. One who figures himself above our laws, a god among men. And I should know, I killed him myself."

"Then how the bloody hell did he take Albus?"

"That is why it makes no sense, I killed him…hm almost 10 years ago to the date. He was killed as any rouge is, staked out into the sun without blood then beheaded when the sun sets. His body was then burned and ashes returned to the sea. There is no way that he could come back from that. For all the good we are we Strigoi cannot come back from being beheaded much less so from being burned to ashes. Someone else must have taken up his mantle. But for what purpose I do not know." He nodded his thanks to Minerva as he accepted a tea cup from her and took a long sip as his shoulders shifted in his chair.

Minerva looked at him, "you can freely let your wings out in here Elder Dorian, your shoulders are shifting uncomfortably Severus and Analessia do the same thing when their emotions run a little higher than normal."

Dorian let his cup float in midair as he took off his cloak and his wings unfurled from his back in a brilliant display of shimmering green and silver. He took his cup back and settled more comfortably. "Thank you Minerva, and please you can call me Dorian as everyone else does. Now on to it, what exactly did the note say Harry?" Dorian asked sternly.

Harry pulled slightly away from Severus, "it said my son was chosen to be the Master's lamb. That he would expect my son on the eve he turned 15."

Dorian considered his words very carefully. "And when is Albus's birthday?"

"September 1st, his birthday was the day he came to Hogwarts." Harry whispered.

"Which would explain why it took so long for him to go missing, there would have been people waiting at the Burrow to take him, but the only way for him to be taken would have he had to be alone. Was Albus at the Burrow before he came to school?"

Harry shook his head, "No, he was with Scorpius. The boys decided to have one final party at the Malfoy house to celebrate their 'coming into manhood' as Draco calls it. He went to the train with the Malfoys instead of with my ex and the other children."

Dorian nodded, "that makes sense, he wouldn't have known where to find the boy and the boy would have been safe…until he was tracked here. But what worries me is that if what you say is true…then we have a bigger problem on our hands than just a missing boy."

"What do you mean?" Severus asked, his voice chilled.

"The Master, he was once a man who called himself Dante, he idolized the writing of the great poet Dante, the one who wrote the Divine Comedy. An epic poem existing in three parts, Inferno, Puratorio, and Paradiso or Hell, Purgatory, and Heaven, though the Master himself fallowed only Inferno. Over the years it became a twisted game. He broke our laws, turning many many many mortals over the course of 400 years. He was mad, his need for a life mate driving him insane as he could never find the one who he couldn't read or control. By the time I found him down on some island he had nearly 200 turns, each with a new name, granted by their beloved Master."

"A new name?"

"The Master was one twisted sick bastard. His obsession with demons and devils became something more." Nicolae said softly, "The names he gave his followers were the names of every demon and evil vile thing in mythology. Hel, Medusa, Kali, Baulder, Fenris, and Thanatos were among some of the names taken, of course they took other names such as the names of the things that Christians and Catholics feared most. They were as nasty and vile as the names given to them, often changing their appearance to match their names." He shuddered and rubbed his arms, his wings wrapping around him as if suddenly chilled. "The things I saw on that island, not even Dreamless Sleep can take it away from me."

Harry paled even more, "what…what did you find."

"He liked them young," Dorian snarled, "he enjoyed kidnapping young children, often ones just heading into the most important years of their lives. Usually around the ages of 10-15, before they could lose their innocence. He liked taking that for himself."

"you mean…he's…he's going to rape my son?"

"I wish it were just that Harry, no he doesn't just rape them, he feeds on them. Prolonging their suffering. Tell me do you know what the sacrificial lamb originally was meant for?"

"It means to offer the innocent up for some sort of sacrifice, giving into the ways of sin and carnal desires."

Dorian nodded, "Yes, the sacrifice of innocence, the dragging of a good soul into Inferno, making it suffer in sin."

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Albus shook as he bit at the finger earning a snarl and a hard smack that made him see stars. "You will obey me. I do not suffer disrespect or foolishness such as this. I am the Master and I will be treated as such." He snarled and Albus felt his legs wrenched painfully apart, making the manacles around his wrist dig in more causing him to scream. "Yes, your pain and your screams are like music to me. Sweeter than any violin or piano, I will hear more of that voice little lamb. I do so enjoy the innocence you hold." A pale finger drifted across Albus's chest, the nail dragging a bloody trail causing Albus to whimper in pain. The man purred as removed his mask and leaned down to lap at the blood his tongue probing into the shallow cut making Albus cry out. Something was muttered and Albus was cloaked again in darkness with a blinding charm and his fear spiked again, causing the man to chuckle. "I can't let you see me. Think of this as the story of Eros and Psyche. You are just as beautiful as she."

"Except I don't think Eros made Psyche bleed." Albus yelped as his hair was pulled roughly and a low growl made him whimper.

"I haven't even begun to make you bleed, but for that I think I should gag that pretty little mouth of yours, I can always put it to use later." The Master snarled and Albus whimpered as he was gaged, tears fell from his eyes as he tried to scream and shake the man off.

The Master growled in arousal as he watched the young lithe body thrash and bleed more. The smell of the innocent blood was intoxicating as he buried his nose in the crook of Albus's neck and his hands slid down the young body, untouched by any lover's hands before now. He growled again as his cock hardened with the scent of the young boy and he lapped at the neck bared to him. His hands slid over Albus's front, gliding past the boy's cock and down further making Albus scream again and jolt away from the fingers. "Oh shh, shh, little lamb. You will enjoy this." He growled as his blood soaked finger slowly circled Albus's entrance.

Albus whimpered and jolted trying to twist away, blood dripping down to soak the sheets under him. He sobbed against the gag shaking his head as he whimpered, a moment later he screamed as the finger slid into him, Albus shut his eyes tightly as more tears flowed and he tried harder to get away only striving to make the bleeding worse as the man worked his fingers into him. Albus choked on his sobs as he thrashed, his hips were pinned by a strong hand as a second finger made its way in, making him scream more as he felt himself being violated.

The Master only smiled and lapped at the blood on the young boy's chest, enjoying the choked screams of agony as he toyed with him. Snarling as his patience ran out he removed his fingers from the boy and watched as he lay against the bed, finally getting tired from the blood loss and from thrashing about. He leaned down to his ear, "good, stop fighting me. This is going to happen no matter what you do or how much you protest." He purred as the boy tensed up, he gave a nasty smile to the blind boy and slammed himself into the young body snarling and growling as Albus screamed and convulsed around him, trying to expel the man from his body. The Master snarled as he thrust his hips, carling little for the pained screams from the boy and the blood guiding his way. He snarled again as he gripped his hips harder and his head snapped down to plunge fangs into his neck as he snarled and tore at the body beneath him.

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Harry stared in horror at Dorian as his words sank in, his head spun as he thought of his son, his precious little boy, at the mercy of a monster. He almost wished that Albus was suffering at the hands of Voldimort; at least the depraved snake wouldn't lower himself to raping children. His stomach rolled at the thought and he turned his face into Severus's chest to hide his sob. "Albus, my poor little Albus." He whimpered.

Severus held him close and stroked his hair, "we'll get him back love. We will find him." Severus said softly, rocking his mate.

Dorian stood up quickly and turned on his niece and nephews. "Alright, we need to get to the other Kin who are around, spread the word that we are looking for a young boy, one who is Family. Tell them that The Master's mantel has been taken up again." He gave a stern look to each of them. "Acoperi rapida, poate ghida Nyx aripi."

Nicolae clasped his uncle's hand. "Poate vanturile fi in favoarea ta aceasta unchiul vanatoare." He nodded and walked to the window, the other Tepes children saying the same thing as they fallowed him. Nicolae spread his wings and dove out the window, followed by Stelian and Dracul.

Analessia paused at the window and turned back to them, her silver wings glittering. "We will bring him back Harry, you have the Clan with you now, there is no where they can hide from us." She offered a small smile as she dove out the window and disappeared into the fading light of the sun.

Minerva watched them go and turned to Dorian, "what was it that you said to them? And that they said back."

Dorian gave a rare smile, "it's a simple blessing. I asked that they fly swift and the goddess at their back. They wished me luck on this hunt. And this is a hunt; we cannot have someone breaking our laws. He will be brought to justice and I will personally see Albus back here safely. Those four will spread to the four winds and find any and all Kin there and set them on alert. Children are precious, and we will find him."

Severus looked at the Elder Strigoi before standing up, "I want to help. Harry is my mate and I have taken Albus on as my son, I want to help find him."

Dorian gazed at him and his gaze slid past to Harry and he sighed, "I should insist that you stay here with Harry, but we need every able body Strigoi if we are to find this. I am torn Severus, your mate is pregnant, and with this added stress I don't want you far away in case something happens, but I also need your keen mind, you know Britain better than any of us, we would be fumbling around blind looking for Albus here." His silver-blue eyes dropped to Harry, "the choice is up to you Harry."

Harry looked up at his mate with pain filled green eyes, "find our son Severus, and find Albus." He whispered brokenly. "Bring our family back together."

Severus swooped down to give him a lingering kiss. "I will Harry, I promise." Severus felt a hand on his shoulder and looked up at Minerva.

"Go Severus, I will watch over Harry."

Severus nodded as he kissed his mate again and looked to Dorian who watched him with sad eyes. "Let's hurry, we've wasted enough time."

The elder Tepes nodded and walked to the fireplace. "We will Floo to where Esmeralda and Andrzej are." He threw in the floo powder after giving Severus the address and disappeared in the green flames.

Severus gave one last look to Harry who clung to Minerva like a lifeline and he felt his heart tug, knowing that leaving his mate was wrong, but he needed to bring his son home, if only to save his mates sanity. He squared his shoulders and threw in the powder flooing away.

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The Master smiled from his spot on the bed as he ran his fingers lightly over the bleeding skin of the young boy in his bed. He had forced a blood replenisher into the boy but he was still able to admire his handy work. The boy trembled and shook whimpering as spasms of pain wracked his body; The Master closed his eyes and drank in the sound before he looked at him again. "So beautiful, your blood was like wine…it still is. Could it be there is still some innocence left in you?" He said with a sigh as he licked his bloodstained fingers admiring the way the blood and seaman seeped from between the boy's legs and stained the sheets under him. He looked up as the door opened and the woman from earlier walked in and bowed low.

"Shall I take him away Master?" She asked, her body staying in the bow, knowing she would be killed for looking upon the Master in his bed with the boy.

"Leave him, I rather like the sounds and sight he makes in my bed. Send in more blood replenishers, I don't believe I am finished with him yet."

"Of course Master, right away Master." The woman left the room bowing and the Master turned back to the young boy in his bed.

He smiled as he crawled back between his legs and slowly took out the gag, letting the sounds of Albus's sobs echo through the room. "Oh little lamb, such beautiful noises you make." He moaned as he slid back into the boy making Albus scream again. "I am surprised your voice hasn't been lost yet, with all the fuss you are making over this." He grunted slamming into the boy making him scream louder, the scream ending on a cracked breath.

"P-please…st-stop. I-it hurts." Albus begged pulling at the chains again.

"Oh little lamb, it's meant to hurt." He purred lapping at the bloody mark on the boy's neck. "So beautiful, just like your father was." The Master purred muttering something and Albus's vision returned in an explosion. The last thing Albus saw before the pain took him was a pair of cold dangerous silver-grey eyes, drinking in his pain.

Translations:

domane-my god

Acoperi rapida, poate ghida Nyx aripi-fly swift, my Nyx guide your wings.

Poate vanturile fi in favoarea ta aceasta unchiul vanatoare-may the winds be in your favor this hunt Uncle
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