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“Leave us,” Aziraphale said to Gabriel, and something of the divine leaked into his voice. His true form was coming out, wings unfolding and eyes opening where there had previously been none. The shadows around them sharpened as he began to glow. He tightened his grip on the baseball bat, and, as if it wanted to fill the role better, it burst into flame. “If you disturb us again, I will not hesitate.”
Thank you @theeinkibus for this amazing piece of art!!! For the @fandomtrumpshate auction, I requested a scene from my fic Many Years Away, and it’s amazing to see this scene brought so beautifully to life 💜💜💜












