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Unlike Jaxx. "Thank you all for coming," Grand Elder Anastasia greets. "I know this is short notice, and I know Calliope is still recovering. Thank you for coming dear," she smiles at me. "But this is important," Katherine continues. "I have discovered what is written on the rune. It seems to have been created by an organization calling themselves the Abyss. We don't know much about them, other than they corrupt magic and use it against Mother Earth." Thalia looks over at Trey and me with a sad smile. "There was more written after you dropped the shield dear. It said this was just the beginning."

“I fear I don’t recall knowing anybody with that last name.” Gabe’s body relaxed, and he kept his expression blank. “My family are not from around these parts.” Georgia turned and looked at Emmie. “And what about you, my dear? What was your maiden name?” Emmie pulled herself up slightly. Oh good grief! Now she had to think of another lie. “Um…Snow.” Well, that wasn’t exactly a lie since her mother’s maiden name had been Snow. Georgia’s old brown eyes opened in surprise. “Snow, you say?” Emmie nodded. “Who are your parents, child?”

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I look a lot like momma, whereas Harry looks like dad. I may own this business, but I also write my own books, which the family does not know about. I write romance and I focus on a lot of fantasy. My pen name is Lyric Wildchild. I chuckle. I thought it was clever, Lyric because my name is Harmony and Wildchild, after what we used to nickname Harry. Well, I thought it was clever. I get to work writing chapters and checking emails when the door chimes and I feel a presence behind me.

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