Elf To Tame A Werewolf
They both leave quietly, and we are alone in front of the grove.
Something tickles my nose and I sneeze. Saelyna sneezes as well, and then I sneeze again. Our eyes meet and we break out in light laughter. 'It's beautiful', she says, when she stops chortling, 'I've never seen them like this, unchecked…free for the taking. It's ours, Cyran, we can channel the magic again!' 'Yeah, well…YOU can channel the magic. I can't. Never tried it'. Which isn't entirely true. I still remember blasting Ima across the yard when she scratched my foot. The magic still lurks there, locked away and I don't intend opening it anytime soon.
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