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Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2016 3:33 am
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"I moved it back," said Renard. He hung up his coat and untucked his feet from his shoes. The cutlery was not in fact the issue. It was the opposite of the issue, but also emblematic of the issue, and in the end he supposed it might as well be addressed. "We could move," he told Liam, waving a hand to start the kettle boiling. The magic jumped to obey him, like it was thousands of years ago and not, in point of fact, a completely new cage.
He ought to tell Liam what he knew, he thought. But he didn't.
Settling onto the couch, he drew Liam into his arms. "What's bothering you, babe? Not the cutlery, surely."
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Posted: Sat Dec 24, 2016 9:47 pm
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