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ǫ | quentin toma ([personal profile] longitudinal) wrote 2024-10-20 04:36 am (UTC)

I -

[ the magic stutters the moment he becomes aware of it again, the glimmering blue perceived and skittish, causing a pierce of pain behind his skull. a head ache. right. but his eyes stay alight and gold, the magic settling across koby's turning hands, dappling the curve of his laughing mouth. ]

Yes.

[ he has to resist the urge to say no - to hide away and pretend like this isn't something new and strange he can't control. but all the options are laid out before him - a world where he stays with koby in this place, a world where they split and forget, a world where he finds koby, koby finds him, and on and on and on like little threads floating through the air on a lazy wind.

the magic dissolves, returning the room to dark, his eyes staying flecked with gold even as the his head begins to ache from it. ]


I - it's only happened here. I don't know if this place changed me. It happens when I'm -

[ upset. worried. angry. flustered. happy. grieving. ]

I don't know.

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