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Uncle Zeb says. Uncle Zeb moves his hand across my neck, and I watch as beautiful colors dance through the air. "NOW!" Uncle Jeb screams. Uncle Zeb grabs the amulet when Uncle Jeb screams at him. The amulet illuminates and begins to float off of my neck. It moves around the room as colors escape the amulet. The amulet seems to turn inside out and then moves quickly back to my neck. Uncle Zeb and Uncle Jeb touch my amulet, and something begins to move into my body. I am not burning or hurting as the magic from the amulet spills into my body.

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The high I got from sex was something I craved, and soon I didn't even care any more. Then we hit college. Enchanted Forest University really knows how to grow their girls. The different types of magic and powers flowed through my veins every time I kissed a new girl. I wanted to experience everything. It was the greatest drug there was... and as far as drugs are concerned, it wasn't physically harmful... We were just playing around. What harm could it do? The girls always ended up satisfied, so in the end, who was I hurting?

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I greeted as I walked towards her bed. She looked up from the opened box in front of her. "Hi" she replied and her gaze returned to the box. "What's that?" I eyed the box. It had tiny diamonds all over it. It glowed once each minute and I was marvelled at that sight. I didn't see what was in it but I knew it had to be special and magical. I tried to peer into it but Daisy shut it down. "It's nothing." She faked a smile. She placed her palm on the box and it vanished.

Bone cracked, but it didn’t falter. Above, Daryl reached a ledge and pulled something from his cloak — a vial glowing with sickly blue light. Even from here, Killian could taste the metallic tang of concentrated blood magic. He hurled it down. The vial shattered at the creature’s feet, and the blue glow surged upward, tangling with the red in its veins. The Bloodforged froze, muscles twitching as if caught between two masters. Daryl dropped from the ledge, landing beside Killian. “Now!”

By that time, I think she’ll be resigned to looking old. My friend’s advice though: The side effects of this enchantment ages your body 10-20 years more than your actual age when the spell fades. It isn’t worth it. And the mother did pay for it by the next year… But that’s another story. ++++++++ And if you would like to doubt these stories that I've told you tonight, go ahead. I lose nothing by your skepticism. After all, I did warn you that a few of the stories that I share may not be true...

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