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Write a drabble (100 words exactly) based on your current default icon. no changing it! just write it as it comes; no beta-reading or mulling over. any fandom or no fandom at all.

This is not connected to Ivory and Ebony in any way.

Waiting

Raistlin looked up as the footsteps drew near, but already knew who he would see. No one else would dare approach him here, in Istar, all too afraid of 'Fistandantilus' to dare ask what he was doing so close to the Tower of High Sorcery.

He started to turn, and felt Dalamar's arms close around him, the elf's head coming to rest on his shoulder. Raistlin smiled, his first real expression of joy since he'd come to this blasted place. He nuzzled the black hair that tickled his face; smelling earth and smoke and the soap the elf always used. He sighed, relieved. "You came."

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