Sean reaches out between us and takes my wrist. he press his thumb on my pulse. my heartbeat trips and surges against his skin. i'm pinned by his touch, a sort of fearful magic. we stand and stand, and i wait for my pulse against his finger to slow, but it doesn't finally, he releases my wrist and says," i'll see you on the cliffs tomorrow.
And in addition to its practical uses, it would seem to work for cosmetic purposes. This powder would make my very skin glimmer for eternity." henry frowned. "not eternity," he said, but then he brightened. "but i could make you up another batch whenever you please!" "i could shine at will!" magnus grinned at henry.