The Magical Word of Maddie. The Red Queen
The ancient magic of an oak tree.
‘But the Zaeafranen, Raven?’ Wolf had a look of concern in his eyes.
‘Yes, I know,’ replied Raven, ‘a perilous wasp's nest.’
Wolf frowned in response.
Raven took out the gray book, threw it at Wolf.
‘That must contain the solution.’
He told the message of the runes. ‘Oak, journey, gate, moon, balance, messenger. Inner Journey and Recovery.’
‘In no particular order, I assume,’ determined Wolf, put on his glasses and flipped through the gray book.
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