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But she didn’t want to think of him as real. She didn’t want to think of him at all.
He was a spell she was going to break by sheer accident.
And in that moment it seemed that the whole world had gone cold and that she would never be warm again.
like a toy she had grown tired of and traded him, not caring whether his new owner would be careless with him,
“I’m here because you are kind and lovely and terribly, terribly brave,” he said, voice pitched low. “And because I want to be.”
“You do?” He laughed. “Verily. Do you doubt it?”