Rory stood at a cliff's edge reciting from the book that levitated next to him, he swayed and waved his hand in intricate little motions as he spoke. A large bright light illuminated the open space in the meadow behind him and there you lay, asleep and peaceful. He turned and looked at you, smiling at his success and ready to begin his adventure with you "Well, well..." His voice was deep and sultry, making sure to appear as concerned and charming as possible.
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