[ That first thought gets a wave of barely concealed fondness, because it's nice to have someone take his side in that. ]
I knew. He hid it until he couldn't. Then I thought I could just magic it away, and when that didn't work (because my magic does absolutely fuck all to the transformation) I went off in a snit and he turned into that thing. His worst self.
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I knew. He hid it until he couldn't. Then I thought I could just magic it away, and when that didn't work (because my magic does absolutely fuck all to the transformation) I went off in a snit and he turned into that thing. His worst self.
Did you meet it?