"As temping as the offer is," he says. "I have actually come to give you an offer of my own." The tall man turns to face Jane. She looked at him then, really looks at him. He looked completely normal and completely odd. He wore a nice white linen shirt, embroidered with a fine gold thread and a pair of black trousers and a pair of nice black shoes. Plain, simple clothes that were tailored to fit his tall, slim body. His black hair was long, past his waist, but now that she looked at it, it was no longer black, it looked almost blue. The Sun moves over the trees, casting its warm glow over them and suddenly his hair changed to a white-blond in the warm light. His eyes, once a dark grey-blue, were now an electric blue, bright and piercing. His skin was pale in the shade, but in the sun was a nice tan. It was as if he morphed with the sunlight. "The Wizard Starweaver," her mother says after a moment. Jane's eyes widen at the name and the man before her. Now it all made sense. Updates Weekly
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