Cynical and bitter, young Tom is convinced that he'll never be adopted. That is, until, a cloaked figure with desolate green eyes enters the doors to Wool's Orphanage.
(I do not own the art, Harry Potter or the characters.)
Cynical and bitter, young Tom is convinced that he'll never be adopted. That is, until, a cloaked figure with desolate green eyes enters the doors to Wool's Orphanage.
(I do not own the art, Harry Potter or the characters.)
Let me take you back fifty years. Let me take you back to a time where teenage Tom Riddle had put aside his dark plans for the future.
It was all because of the seer, the sensor.
Abigail could see t...