slaughterous: (b: waiting)
Aɢᴇɴᴛ Mᴀɪɴᴇ ([personal profile] slaughterous) wrote in [community profile] seasonsgreetings 2025-06-08 11:51 pm (UTC)

Making a face, Maine nods. "Anchors. Magic."

Honestly, that part had mostly gone over Maine's head. He only knew that he needed to touch people, or else he'd turn into stone. Those were the important parts.

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