Tag: Amity Gothel Moon
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Chapter 1: Part 3
With no conversation lingering between us, she pries her eyes away from me and shuffles over to the marble desk. She slides into the swivel chair with astonishing grace as one of those mythical ballerinas one of my partners mentioned. Her pale hands spread across the marble tabletop, and a spell is curt against her […]
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Chapter 1: Part 2
I breathe through clenched teeth. I glance at the drab, white walls. “Shortly, my ass!” I’m nearly grinding my teeth, and my fingers ball into fists. There’s a fog in my brain. A malediction slips from my crisp lips: My dignity they mock, give me a rock. And in my hand appears a smooth, round […]
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Chapter 1: Part 1
Maybe I should’ve taken some time to admire the world around me. Maybe I would’ve fallen for the facade: there were large poplar trees with an array of blue leaves, and the grass, which went on for miles even in the fog, was white. White as snow. The sky was pale. And light gray clouds […]
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