Mi espacio

this is the raincleaver. the pattern inscribed on the blade is made up of casting seals. as small as they are, with this many seals, you could even carve a path through the ocean. magic cast on weapons requires the utmost caution. it's not safe, so i can't let you handle it just yet.

librarian agott who was burdened by her expectations and coco of her brimhat duties. coco, who one day met agott while sneaking in the tower of tomes, both of them realising and finding solace in each other where they're truly just themselves, stripped from their roles as librarians and brimhats...

coco who loves agott's magic more than anything even when the others don't. coco who wishes nothing but to protect the one thing she treasures, so when she finds agott crying, surrounded by her magic that's ruined and torn apart, decided there's no point for a place that holds it no regard...

coco who tries to bring agott with her, but gets rejected (she knows, she knows it won't work) and agott, who realises the true nature of brimhats, looks at coco the same way witches do: in fear, rage and disappointment... coco, who never appears before agott after that until years later...

his devotion makes me SICK olly really was planning to just park himself at qifrey's bedside for three whole days, duties be damned.

Woe, wip be upon ye