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Hunter swam. His body shimmering under the soothing moonlight which kissed the sparkling cold water with a graze of chilling breeze.

He swam backward gazing at the dark inky sky. The sight was so beautiful and calming yet his heart wasn't at peace.

All he could think about was that witty little witch. She had consumed his thoughts. Creeping somewhere deep where it was difficult for him to block her out. So he let it be. He let her consume his thoughts. His mind. His time.

The more he thought about her the more he wanted to see her.

He couldn't get to see her for the last three days. She was avoiding him. He tried to sneak into her room but she was using some sort of magic as a barrier. Whenever he would touch the doorknob he would get electrocuted while if someone else would knock on the door they could go in without getting harmed. Which meant the magic was especially to keep him out of her room and it irked him.

He knew he did wrong. He shouldn't have doubted her like that but