[ It was like watching one of those little wind up clocks gearing itself up. Crowley might have been content to sit back and watch the show this time only... he didn't care for the direction that snowball seemed to be aimed. He reached for this new magic again, crafting an ice ball just heavy enough that when it landed on top of the snow boulder it would come crashing down on Yakko's head again. ]
no subject
I'm more of an observer.