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"If You Think, I'm Going To Pose For Another Waxwork After Everything That Has Happened--"
"If you think, I'm going to pose for another waxwork after everything that has happened--"
"Actually. I was hoping for something a little more long term." The woman stepped forward. Despite the fact the bars provided a barrier, Enoch instinctively stepped back.
"Why don't you come work for me?"
Prompt: Offer A series of drebspells prompts and ficlets.
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He licked his dry lips, took in a deep shuddering breath, and slowly lifted his head.
Staring back at him was a man he had never seen before. Snow white hair trailed down his back and splayed out around him, his cheeks were hollow, and his frame was scaringly thin. The only similarity the stranger and him shared was the eyes, pale blue, watery, and full of fear. He shut his eyes tightly, steadied his breathing, and counted to ten in his head. Then, slowly, he opened his eyes.
The white-haired man was still there.
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Enoch gets a private lesson on the inner mechanisms of the female body.
Injury: the fact of being injured; harm or damage.
A low groan, made his heart both jump in relief and plunge his stomach into bottomless dread. All of the worst case scenarios popped into his head at once as he raced toward the pitiful noise, his brain only able to supply him with one thought and one thought only.
Please be okay.
Sorry this took so long, and hope everyone is still enjoying this story. I’ll try to have the next chapter out quicker.
Also quick reminder: I am still taking requests! If anyone is interested just DM on tumblr or post a comment on AO3
I have never related to an image so hard in my life.
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