Date: 2015-10-31 09:19 pm (UTC)
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Willy left the door flung wide open and he rushed in to take Fin's hand and kiss it, then pull him close. The armour was quite the barrier to affection. His helm still covered his hair but there was no doubting it was him.

"Something terrible is going on," he said. "I fear the darkest of magics."

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