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A Tale Of Spirits
Fyn.
Fyn stood by the cave entrance, Havu around his waist again.
It was close to night time and Kavan had disappeared to who knows where once more. Sighing, Fyn crossed his arms as he leaned against the cave, the cool rock seeping through his blouse. The sky had turned dark, and cool air kissed Fyn's cheek. Back when he had been outside the forest by his hut, he would have been getting ready for bed. This time, he just didn't feel comfortable sleeping on his own. For some reason, he couldn't quite explain.
"I apologize for the master's actions," Havu mentally told Fyn, tightening around his waist. Fyn had gone accustomed to the serpent. If he had known a few days ago that he would find himself with a snake around his waist, tightening on him, without him fearing it all, he would have not believed it. "He is not usually like this. I'm afraid he just isn't hospitable."
Fyn shook his head, brushing his hands against Havu's c
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