The challenge was to write a tritina about something you found mysterious in the Potterverse. My mystery was the Veil.
An outstretched arm, his head flung back.
Time suspended, a hold on breath.
He arcs towards the fluttering Veil.
Voices wisping through the veil,
Scream silently to hurl him back;
In vain, he takes his final breath.
A shuddering cry, a heaving breath,
A good man swallowed by the Veil
Remembers the life he can’t get back.
Taking back breath, Death guides the Veil.