I know not. I am ... burning. I burn and it aches, Stephen.
[ Trying to suppress the feelings is the next worst thing about the spell, the insidious nature of it causing Loki to overheat as she lurches forward, mind giving ground as the enchantment grinds its way forward over her sensibilities. ]
This is a — a god's work. I feel it. [ Barking out short sentences is the best she can manage, trying not to let her thoughts dwell on Stephen now that her craving for him has heightened with their disastrous audience. She can smell him, his scent lingering in the glade ...
No. No, this is wrong.
She stares at her own arm as smoke starts to rise and shapeshifts back into a man, seeing if that alters what is happening. It doesn't, and his voice is deeper but no less anxious when he speaks. ]
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[ Trying to suppress the feelings is the next worst thing about the spell, the insidious nature of it causing Loki to overheat as she lurches forward, mind giving ground as the enchantment grinds its way forward over her sensibilities. ]
This is a — a god's work. I feel it. [ Barking out short sentences is the best she can manage, trying not to let her thoughts dwell on Stephen now that her craving for him has heightened with their disastrous audience. She can smell him, his scent lingering in the glade ...
No. No, this is wrong.
She stares at her own arm as smoke starts to rise and shapeshifts back into a man, seeing if that alters what is happening. It doesn't, and his voice is deeper but no less anxious when he speaks. ]
Stephen? S-Something new bodes ill with me.