He came upon her like the sea―beautiful and treacherous, pulling her in. She shattered the fictitious cage―the mirage of a hierophant―and loved him then in bone, in blood, in poison and destruction, coldness and heat, madness but truth. Neither had shape in absence of the other's sculpting hand.【Tomione. AU.】

There are some things that time cannot mend, some bruises and cuts that don't fade away, and like poison reeds, ensnare you. Make you bitter. Make you regret. Turn you into a person so different from the one you always thought you'd turn out to be. That's all they were in the end―columbine and rue, unmoved in the river next to a drowning Ophelia. [Tomione. Muggle AU.]