Prologue

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Grandma Kathleen glanced behind her as she crossed the property line for her ancestral manor looking for the man who was chasing her. Noticing that she had finally lost him she walked into her home and rushed up the stairs only to be thrown back to the bottom floor clutching the key to her chest.

“Your master will never be free and you will be trapped here forever.” She screamed as she was picked up by her hair by a very large man. The man glared down at her before she suddenly disappeared leaving behind a large clump of hair in his fist, the man cursed and then stormed out constantly sniffing the air around the manor trying to find her, but ultimately failed and disappeared into the trees. Once Kathleen knew he was gone she climbed down from the rafters that she had laced with different herbs to mask her scent. After double checking that she was truly alone in her home, she went to her hiding place where she kept all of her documents and proof that the other realm exists and hid the key in a secret compartment of her old jewelry box. That night as she walked among her garden a new willow sprouted fully grown and swaying in the breeze as if saying goodbye.

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