โ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐. ๐ฐ'๐ ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐. "
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โ But no matter the danger, no matter the dreaded challenge that awaits me... I must go forward... โ
โWell dear, it ๐๐จ responsibility. Iโm sure Wanda is doing the best she can as Sorcerer Supreme, but I still swore an oath.โ
He looks over his shoulder and a grin creeps onto his lips.
โAnd how have your travels been, my love?โ
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๐ผ๐๐ฉ๐๐ง studies.
The author of this particular grimoire neglected to organize his notes with any regard for chronology. Until he discovers if the ritual in these pages are forgotten, extra curricular activities will need to wait.
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Of course you are. But save it until you can make it your reality.
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His smile is subtle. Thereโs a power about her, one that was unmistakable, even if heโd never seen ๐๐๐ง before.
โHello,โ he returns the greeting evenly, inclining his head with the quiet respect one affords another practitioner.
โIโve learned the multiverse enjoys changing details most people consider immutable.โ He grins.
โBut there are certain things no universe has ever managed to disguise.โ A brow raise. โA Scarlet Witch, I presume. And a ๐๐ค๐ง๐๐๐ง๐๐ง ๐๐ช๐ฅ๐ง๐๐ข๐. An impressive combination.โ
The mind has an uncanny talent for locking away precisely the answer one is looking for.
But, he doesnโt doubt how well itโs worked. In their line of work, a bit of pessimistic optimism is a boon of its own.
Unfortunately, he missed out on the brown eyes.
// Long shot but any well written Cleaโs want to take a crack at writing?
Not much of a crack writer but Iโm back for a bit. Might leave again though. Who knows.
Heโs seated in meditation while his astral form wanders through mystical planes, checking for disturbances.
The shimmering layers of the Astral Plane is a place of unseen imagination, and he travels through it effortlessly, ever vigilant.
โI donโt know whatโs worse โ me constantly listening to his stories of love and loss, or the more saddening fact that heโs the only one who seems to talk to me these daysโฆโ
โSometimes I feel as if Iโm trapped in a chronal-entanglement that permits me to relive stories about your ๐ก๐ค๐ซ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ on a painful loop.โ
He sighs.
โBy all means, Spider-Man โ ๐๐๐๐๐ฃ.โ