Magic exists to serve man, and never to rule over him.
Alfred turned the sentence over and over in his head. The Chantry loved that line. It was their favorite when dealing with mages – apostates especially. It was the grounds on which the Chantry had founded the Circles all those centuries ago. And, luckily, thinking about it was helping Alfred drown out the elf in the saddle behind him.
yeah i did it. i’m writing fanfiction. this is new
GENRE: horror-ish, ghosts and witchcraft, medieval AU
WORD COUNT: 2708
Whether it was just a dream, or the wind outside whistling, he could not tell.
But Natalya’s voice echoed into his head, and the few words she had spoken.
The room is not free. Ivan sleeps here.
Happy halloween and samhain to the wonderful @hinotorihime ! 👻 You were my partner for the @hwdevents mods’ Secret Spectres exchange!! 🎃🖤 The prompt i chose was ghosts and I tried my best to make it equally tragic and spooky! I hope you have as much fun reading it as I had writing it! 🖤
GENRE: horror-ish, ghosts and witchcraft, medieval AU
WORD COUNT: 2708
Whether it was just a dream, or the wind outside whistling, he could not tell.
But Natalya’s voice echoed into his head, and the few words she had spoken.
The room is not free. Ivan sleeps here.
Happy halloween and samhain to the wonderful @hinotorihime ! 👻 You were my partner for the @hwdevents mods’ Secret Spectres exchange!! 🎃🖤 The prompt i chose was ghosts and I tried my best to make it equally tragic and spooky! I hope you have as much fun reading it as I had writing it! 🖤
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