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The Cloud Gift
“Becky’s gone,” Reid whispered— “just got the news. Thought you’d like to hear it from me first.” Chelsea hadn’t even noticed Reid come up behind her as she sat looking out over the rambling cliffs. It was the last sacred place in town, the only place not yet touched by the evils of their world—which— up until now had been like every other normal city by the sea.
Madam Tart's All-Magic Reproduction: Fine Ink, Candid Creatures and Second-hand Robe Repair
“Don’t consider me a teacher, consider me your friend…” Professor Grendelere cooed before being rudely interrupted. “No, no, no. You’ve pinned the pants on the form incorrectly my dear, clearly you never did an internship at the Cloak-and-Quill… I’m sorely disappointed,” Professor Grendelere hissed, her wand whipping furiously across a sea of fabric as the pins righted themselves on the silken material leaving tiny tears in their wake.
Handbook of Mysterious Holidays: What to do When Left at School, A Step-by-Step Guide
“It’s National Illumination Day,” Silas whispered excitedly—"the festival starts today and you know what that means!” “Celebration starts at Nightfall?” Cassie replied hesitantly— “You don’t usually get excited about these random holidays, it’s not like we celebrate.”
Intermediate Tales of Enchanting Spectacles and their Accidental Summoning, Chapter Four: The Distant Defensive
“Desperia,” “Desperia Cribbe,” Professor Dandrick’s terse voice called curiously from the front-center of the oversized auditorium—a perplexed look across his otherwise boorish face.