.....the color Alastor's hands changed before his eyes, the shadows that used to consume them slowly drifting back to Caucasian before his eyes.

"Oh, Al, Al, look at you!" Charlie beamed, holding his now human hands in her own.

"My, my," Alastor said in disbelief. "Who would have thought? It feels so strange....after all this time."

"You've made it!" Charlie smiled happily. "What you just did, it was enough!"

Read More