 Sassenach | RAVENPUFF | Sing me a song of a lass that is gone | bookDRAGON | #awkwardturtle<#
17. Cauldron
Zhenya’s cauldron was on high heat, one of her books propped open on the table.
SPEW
“Ugh,” she said, softly. She couldn’t be in two places at once. “Almost finish darling,” she called out. The last sprinkle of this and a pinch or two of that, and it was done. She scooped a big cup of the potion and ran it up the stairs to Gary, who was dreadfully sick. “Drink. Now,” she ordered, pushing the hair away from his face.
He did.
“Ugh gross,” he said softly, shuddering from the taste. “My own healer. Thank you babe,” he whispered.
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EVASIVE | RESTLESS | MISUNDERSTOOD
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