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       This path is foreign to him. Every passing shadow and        tree seemingly more looming and unfamiliar. He does        not know when the trail turned in pursuit of this darker        wood; only that he is lost in a tangle of branches that        reach up, up to block out the moonlight. Hands do not        stray far from his weapon, uneasiness settling heavy        in his stomach. 

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              ❝ I have not heard of this until now. ❞

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       Confusion flickers quick across irises, grey as the        overcast sky above, lips tugging down into a small        frown.

              ❝ What brings a young traveler here? ❞

                                氷の悪魔特効

                      C o n f u s i o n    

            Was the first world that came up to gray's mind. He wasn't paying attention, he was mesmerized by the daily routine of Fairy Tail ; rambles, screams, breaking objects, all that was what Gray lived for daily, his dearest family.

            Yet he didn't expect  this , he was so off guard never did he realized someone getting so near without him noticing and acting by reflect, hot steam was what he felt, and before he could throw a punch to that familiar heat, he froze.                          Since when could the fire freeze ?

          Was it a joke? was it some kind new of strategy?  what was it? how come Gray couldn't come up with a proper answer? he couldn't and wouldn't believe what those words meant, perhaps he was just making assumptions? but when two strong arms made the space between those two bodies disappear, Gray couldn't help but feel the warm arise.  

               ❝T-the fuck natsu? Let go you                      fire breath idiot! ❞

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       Footsteps give the other away, no matter how light        and close to silence they may be. They do not        share the blood of elves and lack perfect alignment        to nature's rhythms.

              ❝ What is it? ❞

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              ❝ Did you get my knives sharpened? ❞

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               ❝ And we meet again, faerie. ❞

       Only this time, the King is a little less lost,        and a little less young.