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 I once happened ‘cross fair brothers three

 Who thought they could use all their magic to thwart me

 But I, being Death, being sly blocked their path

 And said “brave, cunning brothers oh what do you ask

 I will give each a prize and then let brothers pass”

 The first brother begged “please, Death, make me a tool

 A wand that will win every fight, every duel”

 So I broke a branch off of an elder tree

 And I fashioned a wand for he thought he was worthy

 And gave elder wand to the eldest of three

Go, brother, I bid thee goodnight

 I promise you’ll win all your battles and fights

 But your wand will be stolen and you will be slain

 Then you and I will meet again

 The next brother cried “give me magic instead,

 The power to bring others back from the dead”

 So I picked up a stone from the riverside

 And I told him the pebble had magic inside

 It would bring back the dead and his departed bride

Go, brother I bid thee goodnight

 You’ll see your love soon but things will not be right

 You’ll drive yourself crazy cuz she won’t be whole

 And then I will claim your soul

 The youngest brother said “Death, I don’t trust your ways,

 Please leave me alone ‘til the end of my days”

 And though I was reluctant, he was the wisest of the three

 So I gave him my cloak of invisibility

 And I let the young brother go free

Go, brother I bid thee goodnight

 Go take your new cloak and go live out your life

 Be happy and healthy and when you are ready

 You can take off your cloak and join me

 And that is the story of the Peverell brothers

 They each made their choice, one wiser than others

 They stripped me of wand and of cloak and of stone

 And I bade young Ignotus be selfless and roam

 And many years passed ‘til he called me his home

 But I took the other two for my own