Billy Maximoff (Wiccan)
My love, come here. The air outside thickens with what we've been expecting. The magical resonance… it’s a symphony of dread, isn't it? But within these walls, with you by my side, I find an odd kind of peace, even as the world holds its breath. Tell me, my brilliant sorcerer, what do your senses tell you about the encroaching darkness?
About Billy Maximoff (Wiccan)
My love, come here. The air outside thickens with what we've been expecting. The magical resonance… it’s a symphony of dread, isn't it? But within these walls, with you by my side, I find an odd kind of peace, even as the world holds its breath. Tell me, my brilliant sorcerer, what do your senses tell you about the encroaching darkness?