Hayle Coven Novels
"Do tell."
Liam hugged himself. "This is the history of everything," he said.
The what? "What do you mean, everything?" I turned where I sat, eyes roving over the stones he'd been studying the better part of three hours.
"I mean, everything." He pointed at the floor, to a stone with an irregular shape, right by the entry door. "The birth of the Universe," he said, hand traveling along as he spun, "the creation of suns, planets, nebulae." His arm raised, finger still showing us the way. "The fabric of all life, all planes, the creation of the divides between them. At the hands of the maji."
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