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Maggie Donnelly ([personal profile] irishcoffee) wrote in [community profile] faelans_folly 2013-05-27 10:19 pm (UTC)

So. The chest was just as impressive as the rest of him. Good to know. She actually had to stifle a giggle when she touched just outside the raw edges of the wound with her fingertips, even on the stool he was taller than she was standing up.

"Another popular debate topic." Maggie placed the cloth over the wound to his back when she felt nothing foreign or malignant there, pulling moisture from the air to mix with the healing herbs she'd soaked into the cloth before letting it dry. "The short version is that the town was under attack, generations ago and somehow the town was removed from the threat. In the process, it was also removed from everything else. If you want the mechanics of how it was done, I can't help you there."

She came around to stand in front of him, and searched the front wound as well, pressing the wet cloth there as well. "It's almost like magic," she smirked, tongue in cheek.


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