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#TwilightRealm and its #Witches, #Oakenlings, etc. belong to @LadyLeaf. (Did not attempt to make slit pupils...) Continuing my Three Witches story:
Immediately upon her return to shore, Mark Frost wrapped his girlfriend in a thermal blanket and a bear hug. He nodded his Thanks to Draensil while chafing Marea's hands. "What were you thinking, Baby?" His voice was pitched only for her ears (although possibly the Kitsune could overhear if she chose), and full of worry. "Do you know how long it is before you die of the cold if you fall into the North Sea?" "No," said his Witch, defiantly. "Honestly, neither do I; I've forgotten, but it's ridiculously short!" "I lost the trail, Mark. It didn't go cold, or grow faint. It's just gone, and I lost it." Marea murmured the last sentence into his shoulder. He knew that, of course. They all did. Those who still possessed magic they could use had done a little surreptitious scrying of their own, and came up blank: no Vedika. (cont.) |
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SaralynArati
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