There were once three brothers. They were traveling along a road at twilight. The brothers then came to a river to deep to wade through. These wizards were advanced in widardry. Simply waving their wands, a bridge appeared. Halfway across, a dark, robed firgure flashed in. It was death. He was angry he had been cheated, and he wanted to kill them straight off, for most people would drown in the deep water. But, death was cunning. He pretended to reward the brothers for being smart enough to cross. Death asked the three brothers what they wanted. The first brother, as selfish as he was, asked for a wand, so powerful to kill anyone he once hated. The Elder Wand was created. The second brother asked for a stone that he would use to bring back somebody he once treasured. The resurrection stone was born. The third, youngest brother wanted a cloak he could walk around, without being seen. He got the Invisibility Cloak.
These brothers went their separate ways. The first brother went to a pub, where he found a person he hated. He killed him. But that night, another person took the want and killed the first brother. Death took that brother for his own. The second brother came to a lone cottage. He went inside, and returned the woman he once loved. The woman felt she did not belong, and she wanted to go back. The second brother insisted on coming with her. Death took the second brother.
Now, Death searched for the third brother for years, but he could never find him. Soon, the brother found death, greeting him as an old friend. He went with death, but before he left, he gave the cloak to his son. Death took the third brother.
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