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After the Other's arrival and subsequent defeat.

A weary Watcher collapsed back in his seat. Flashbacks to the past, facing Ethan, his once friend turned enemy.
His regret. No more.
He did as he had to, what must be done for the good of all.
But now it was over. It was finished.
This called for some celebrating.
And perhaps some reflection.

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Giles noticed, feeling new strength flooding through him. The familiar touch of magic.

"My humblest thanks." He bowed his head a little toward the being.

[weighted-wishes.livejournal.com]

"My pleasure" the little fae assured, seeming to gain confidence and strength with each breath.

"Go rest and relax, rejoice" he suggested gently. "And I thank you"

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Giles nodded, and gathered up his materials around the being carefully.

"Good night then, safe journies, and pleasent dreams."

He then headed up to his room to sleep.