Nadowig llawen

Nadowig llawen

Ravenclawforlife

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Last published Wed, Mar 30, 2016

It was a miserable January. All of the excitement of Christmas was forgotten. Einion remembered the chats he had with Macsen just before the holidays. He remembers Macsen making flirty jokes such as "nai lladd chdi'n hottub fi ia Iawn ok" Einion couldn't help but fall for macsens obvious charm. Then, disturbing his train of thought came Macsen "hello Macsen" said Einion. Macsen poked his tongue out, Einion went weak at the knees. To be continued NOTE this book is joke amongst friends

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