“He fights back.”
“Master?” The quivering servant stepped to the side of his unhappy master.
“He fights me now. He will not let me in, as though he can keep me away,” he hissed, a laugh evident in his words. “Something has changed.”
“Changed, Master? Perhaps he has grown stronger in magic?” The servant regretted speaking the possibility the
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Just wanted to get that out there. I'm supposed to be writing college essays...
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Thrilled to see you're writing again, however.
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WDMC forever! *peace sign*
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Heh...I'll stick with fanfiction, yeah?
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