"The worst," Winter agreed, leaning into Phouka and smiling. Even grown,
when Winter smiled it was often all teeth, wide and sharp like the rest of
his more pixie-esc features. "But they're over now. Aspid is dead, and I am
free. ...We are free, Phouka. Free pixie, free phouka, free."
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"The worst," Winter agreed, leaning into Phouka and smiling. Even grown, when Winter smiled it was often all teeth, wide and sharp like the rest of his more pixie-esc features. "But they're over now. Aspid is dead, and I am free. ...We are free, Phouka. Free pixie, free phouka, free."