Most of my family is out there, watching, fighting, in the thick of things. Is this how it felt for them during the first and second war? This crushing uncertainty? The anxiety of every damn minute?
I feel like I'm drowning. I can barely breathe...
If anything happens to them, to any of my family. I just... I can't.
What did we do to make this happen? Everyone says it's all random... but I just can't believe it. It has to be bull. There has to be something wrong.
[Warded away from DEs/Sympathizers] Why is this happening?