At the Clock Tower (Belle)

Illis leaned against the wall of the building. When he scanned Storybrooke with his eyes he could see it was a town where magic flowed.

Interesting.

But the concern of Belle weighed heavy on his mind. He could think of nothing else. He waited, drawing in a ragged breath.

posted 9:06 pm on Thursday, March 28, 2013 with 175 notes
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