 Help us we're a bunch of letters stuck in this box !!
Constantino didn't like these ethical quandaries.
He himself had been raised by his Uncle Gary, who never cared to impart Tino's biological heritage, and in fact had never even indicated whether he was a wizard himself. Tino had long ago learned that his questions would never be answered. Pureblood, muggle; his parents could have been either. Tino wouldn't have cared if they were cannibals. He just wanted to know them.
With this thought in mind, Tino left the line and crossed the room. He climbed up into the window sill and folded his arms. "People are stupid," he announced suddenly. "I'm a centaur."
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His glass is half-empty. And it's not what he ordered. |