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beauty and the beast


it's not an excuse

not in the slightest

but the old woman's eyes were unnatural

and brought him flashes to before

of how his mother died

under a hood her eyes glowing the same

he knew how magic ruined someone

tore them apart

and he wouldn't allow it

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