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The Witch of Three Lynx Pass Affair: Act III

 

 -a Man from UNCLE slash fanfic by Taylor Dancinghands

Pairing: Napoleon Solo/Illya Kuryakin;

Characters: Napoleon Solo, Illya Kuryakin, April Dancer, Mark Slate, their Dæmons

Genre: slash, h/c, A/U: His Dark Materials Universe More Info Here )

Warnings: Depiction of m/m romance, some violence
Rating: T for Teen or PG-13, for m/m romance and implied sexual relationship

Disclaimer:   I'm old, but still not old enough to be any of the creators or owners   of the Man from UNCLE intellectual property. I swear, my own twisted   musings are not costing those people a dime, and I won't be making a   penny myself. 

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Prologue and  Chapter Index

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Act 3: "We won't be telling father…"

"How old would you guess I am?" she asked, gently stroking the luminous blue feathers on her kingfisher dæmon's back.

In truth, it wasn't all that easy to deduce, in spite of her long, ash-grey hair and the deep lines around her eyes, for her face was still somehow ageless.

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The Witch of Three Lynx Pass Affair: Act II

 -a Man from UNCLE slash fanfic by Taylor Dancinghands


Pairing: Napoleon Solo/Illya Kuryakin;


Characters: Napoleon Solo, Illya Kuryakin, April Dancer, Mark Slate, their Dæmons


Genre: slash, h/c, A/U: His Dark Materials Universe More Info Here )


Warnings: Depiction of m/m romance, some violence
Rating: T for Teen or PG-13, for m/m romance and implied sexual relationship


Disclaimer:  I'm old, but still not old enough to be any of the creators or owners  of the Man from UNCLE intellectual property. I swear, my own twisted  musings are not costing those people a dime, and I won't be making a  penny myself. 


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Prologue and Chapter Index


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Act II: "...I do feel a little 'on edge'."


She'd tried to do what you were supposed to do—create a space, a pocket of air in front of your face before the snow solidified around you. Her arms were thrust out in front of her when she stopped, however, and by the time she got even one free it was too late to do much. She could see a faint glow in the snow to the left of her face, so she knew she wasn't that deep, but that didn't mean she'd be easy to find, even with her dæmon circling above, crying out her distress.


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