Personification of Magic
“Maybe it is,” they quietly agreed, “but I really don’t think you could ever be evil, Landon. I know what evil is, and it’s not you.”
They were usually uncomfortable with being too close to Landon, but they were surprisingly fine with Landon resting his head on their shoulder and holding their hands close to his chest. They could sense that he needed the comfort; they would gladly give it in whatever form they could. And the closeness wasn’t the same as it always was. Landon had chosen to do this. For some odd reason, it made it feel okay in their head.
After another moment passed, Magic pulled their hands out of the bundle. It was hard figuring it out because of how they were sitting, but they managed to pulled him into a tight embrace.
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