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    Midnight vigils, soft epiphanies, and a monumental hammer waiting to fall. What did you call a feeling so big you couldn’t see the edges?

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  2. 21 Jan 2020

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  4. 11 Jan 2020

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  5. 11 Jan 2020

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  6. 09 Jan 2020

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  7. 04 Jan 2020

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    So tender and emotionally physical. When Aziraphale commits himself he does so completely. Night at Crowley's, holding hands on the bus, Crowley has glow stars on his bedroom ceiling.

  8. 03 Jan 2020

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  9. 30 Dec 2019

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  11. 21 Dec 2019

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  12. 11 Dec 2019

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  13. 11 Dec 2019

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  14. 06 Dec 2019

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  15. 05 Dec 2019

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  17. 03 Dec 2019

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  18. 03 Dec 2019

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  20. 30 Nov 2019

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  21. 29 Nov 2019

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    “Yes. Free will. I was wondering last night, while you were asleep. I was wondering, you know, if it’s something that can be learned.” He cast a sideways glance at Crowley. “If we might have picked it up, somehow.”

    Crowley gave him an appraising look, not bothering to hide his delight. “You what?”

    “Picked it up, you know. Rubbed off on us. That sort of thing.”

    “Well,” he said, considering it. “It’s a nice thought.” Nicer than the thought that every move they’d made was preordained by Her, like they’d been batting around on that bench before the bus came.

    “But? I think I’d rather you didn’t steal my line about how ineffable She is.”

    “Uh, no ,” Crowley said, offended. “And there’s no but. It’s just a nice thought. I’m enjoying it.” And he was also markedly enjoying the fact that Aziraphale was the one who’d voiced it. He never would have, before.

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