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CREEPER (MAGNUS)

What did the rock signify? What kind of question was that?

I didn’t quite understand the concept of gift giving, and Jack had questioned my gift to her. He said it was meant to be something special. If I gave it to her, didn’t that make it special?

This was hard. I thought I was getting a little better with the human stuff, but apparently not.

Dezikiel had said I was progressing, although I knew I was the slowest of all of us.

I’d found the rock in my quiet place in the garden months ago, and I’d hung onto it, always keeping it in my pocket.

Dezikiel had said I had trouble with anger at times, and I found the black rock to be useful. Touching it or turning it over in my hand repeatedly seemed to help bring those strange feelings down.

Did they make it special? Did it have special powers? All I’d known was that it was all I had and it was something I valued.

Not that Jack or the others knew that.

I found myself heading to Dezikiel’s office after the birthday thing with Lily.

I wanted to be able to help her best, and Dezikiel had offered to open up my human side more with his powers. I was the only one who had rejected the offer two years ago, and he’d said the offer was always there if needed.

Maybe now I needed it. He said it would grant me the ability to know what I was feeling a little more, and understand the world better.

I hadn’t wanted to, I hadn’t wanted to change. I was a hellhound, that was just how it was.

But now with Lily here, I wanted to do the best by her. Maybe this was what was needed in order to communicate better with her.

Maybe then I could explain the rock.

She’d seemed confused by it. I had learned to read emotions, but my own were still a mystery. I wanted her to understand why it had meaning to me.

I reached Dezikiel’s office, rasping my knuckles on his door a I shifted my weight from one foot to the other, hating the tightness that had settled in my chest.

“Come in.” Was the muffled response on the other side.

I opened up the door, gritting my teeth as I shut it behind me.

“How can I help?” Dezikiel asked, as if he already knew I was there for a reason.

“I’m ready now.”

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