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There is more to him than she expects. What with his drawn face, the soft academic cadence of his voice. But perhaps it is just so, the staff he wields so heavy and solid, that he would have a warrior’s body. The soft rounding curves of his muscles, the hard, imposing line of his form. He is slick with sweat now, as though he’s exerted himself. The hearth at his side illuminates him only in pieces. His back, the round of his shoulders, the long incline of his neck. But beyond him, there is another fire, the one that first drew her here, that she had seen from under the space beneath the door, reflectant across the tall pines beyond the wall. It does not move as fire moves, undulating, curling around the air. And it is pale, almost greenish. Unearthly as it falls over his profile.
She should go. She has lingered in the rafters too long. But she cannot. It is as if he has her in thrall. He turns, just slightly, just the barest incline of his head. And though his eyes are still cast in shadow, she can feel his gaze upon her.-or-
Girl meets boy. Boy is secretly an ancient god with armageddon on the brain.