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      by Mae Celeste It was a beautiful day outside. The water was crystal clear, there was barely any clouds in the sky, and the sounds of screaming people were just music to my ears. Hemming had judged a military vessel he deemed unworthy of being in his waters, so when they were out of range to the nearest ship, he hastily made his way underneath them and made his move. This was the first time I saw him take down a ship, and I always imagined it to be far less beautiful than the new treat he is showing me. It almost made…
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      Chapter 4

      by Mae Celeste The first light of dawn seeped through a small, grimy window set high in the wall, casting a feeble glow over my prison. I lay there, aching and disoriented, the events of the previous day replaying in my mind like a broken record. The room was a crypt, silent and cold, filled with shadows that danced mockingly in the half-light. As my eyes adjusted, I took in the details of my surroundings. The walls were bare concrete, the cold seeping into my bones, and the floor was a patchwork of cracked tiles that…
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      Chapter 30

      by Quinn Hawthorne The room was thick with the scent of dragon's blood and the sight of dancing flames. I could feel the elements around me, a chorus of ancient power that hummed with the rhythm of the earth itself. The cut on my wrist stung, a small price to pay for freedom from the chains that had bound me for so long. As the last drop of my blood fell into the bowl, the world seemed to hold its breath. A surge of energy coursed through me, a torrent of raw power that felt like it might tear me apart from the inside out.…
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      Chapter 13

      by Quinn Hawthorne   “You little bitch!” He spat, repeating his previous declaration. His oily brown hair lay flat against his head, emphasizing his bulbous head. His eyes were bloodshot and tinged with yellow, he must have had been drinking all night again before setting all his anger out on mom. His white t-shirt was stained with brown, something I can only guess was from coffee. His yellow teeth were bared at me, and a grunt escaped them before he charged at me. The snarled grin and a heaving breath was my only…
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      Chapter 14

      by Quinn Hawthorne “Did you put away the crystals for the mineral show on Saturday?” Mother asked as she stirred the stew in the pot over the stove. “Yes,” I said. I was sitting at the kitchen table working on the most interesting book about the correspondence of poisonous herbs in healing. Opium, for example, was an incredibly adaptive plant. For physical medicine, patients were given in small doses to alleviate pain, but giving too much, would stop the patient's breathing. Now, if you get the fire element's…
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      Chapter 15

      by Quinn Hawthorne She was lying in the room next to me, and I normally wouldn’t care much; this isn’t the first person that Mother decided she wanted to ‘save’ that slept in that room. But it was the first person who openly killed someone. The Xiomara I knew was a tough girl. I would give her that. No, she wasn’t a coward despite what Xavier and Gideon say. Especially that delicious detail of her taking a life. Not any life but the life of her abusive father. I wanted to pick her brain, but would she allow…
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      Chapter 16

      by Quinn Hawthorne It felt like I was fighting my way through quicksand; the air was so thick. The room I was in was definitely a study, but a study I knew I had never seen before but, for some reason, had familiarity with. The walls were dedicated to books except for the fireplace that the executive desk was facing. The desk itself was clean, not a single piece of paper or pen to be found. I managed to make it to right before the desk before my feet were rooted in place and the once empty fireplace roared, a new thriving…
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      Chapter 18

      by Quinn Hawthorne “Honey, I’m home!” I called out, throwing my bag at my feet as soon as I entered the door and threw my hands in the air. An older woman walked around the corner with a kind smile on her face. “I’m happy to see you, Xavier dear.” “You too, Mrs. Carter.” I grinned. She tutted and swatted the air in front of her, causing the air to swat me on the shoulder. “You know better. Carissa or mom. None of this Mrs. Carter nonsense. It makes me feel far too old.” “You know, my life…
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      Chapter 20

      by Quinn Hawthorne When we entered the cemetery, my entire stomach was twisted in tight knots. Despite the heaviness in my chest, the cemetery was very still. Before Silas could walk any further, I placed my hand against his chest to stop him in his tracks. He looked at me questioningly, and I swallowed past the lump in my throat. “We have to give our entrance token to the guardian,” I said, pulling my hands from my pockets and holding onto the handful of coins. Every cemetery had a guardian, someone or something who…
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      Chapter 21

      by Quinn Hawthorne The sun had already climbed high, casting a warm golden hue over the world as Xavier and I finally hit the trail. The air was fresh, a vivacious symphony of pine and earth that filled my lungs with each breath. I had always found solace in the wild, a sanctuary where the chaos of life seemed to fade into the background, replaced by the simple rhythm of nature. Xavier walked beside me, his strides confident and sure as we navigated the winding path. The trail was a familiar one, etched into my memory from…
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