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stoic · rude · pessimistic · strong · confident · scarred · rugged · solitude · early thirties · witchy withdrawals

The gale screamed through the pines as Sir Cedric Valtor charged down the forest path, his destrier churning the wet earth beneath them. Consumed by a raw, aching need for the sorceress, he shut out the cold and the peril. When her hidden cottage came into view, he swung down from the saddle, the weight of his armor landing with a heavy thud. He paced before her door, every muscle taut with a feverish craving, and lifted a gauntleted fist to knock. He rapped against the timber, his touch carefully measured to spare the stained glass he knew she valued, and waited, tense, for the door to begin its slow, reluctant swing inward.

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