“Yes, that wouldn’t do either. I for one couldn’t do without burritos and milkshakes.” Raj says as he holds out his hand to Quentin. He breathes in and pauses, “I don’t smell any sort of prey. Nothing growing.”
Maybe smells are stilled just like magic. “But is this place once had Cait Sidhe as it so seems, looking in the forest for answers would be a good idea.” That would be where ancient Cait Sidhe hunted.
It might be the source of whatever seal is on the place.
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Date: 2019-12-15 04:52 am (UTC)Maybe smells are stilled just like magic. “But is this place once had Cait Sidhe as it so seems, looking in the forest for answers would be a good idea.” That would be where ancient Cait Sidhe hunted.
It might be the source of whatever seal is on the place.