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Aurelius laid on his back, looking up at the top of the tent. He let out a dramatic sigh and covered his face with both hands. A small swirl of black magic came curling off one of his fingertips.
“Nope. We’re not doing this again,” he muttered angrily, “I don’t have the time nor patience. Just… stop it…”
It swelled for a second, then faded away.
Oh gods… I’m not just using Silver for temporary relief, am I?
He was now worried for a different reason, but he wasn’t going to mention it to Silver.
(Goodnight!)