"I don't believe in magic" the girl said. The man in the rocking chair smiled down at her "you will when you see her".
"Who is she?," the girl asked.
"Your mother Addaline" the man said warmly as if speaking about an old friend.
The fire place roared as the door of the tiny cabin opened sending a cold chill in. Addalines aunt walked in with wild eyes "its happening again, hide the girl, we must find Pandora".
Addaline dream shifted she was now standing on a cliff, an unfamiliar place with a strange feeling. Looking straight ahead she seen the sun and the moon almost touching.
"Addaline, you made it just in time" a boy with black hair greeted her warmly and laced his fingers with her own.
"Addy!" Another person, this time a woman who looked shockingly like her aunt but Kinder said.
Her eyes shot open sweat pouring down her face "just a dream" she said.
Daylight poured in the small building I which Addaline had snuck in to sleep. Standing up she ha decided to go back to the magic world, at least tree she felt safe. Addaline gasped at the site after she turned around. A woman stood in front of her, this women was no human, she was not a mortal, she was vantalie, a future seeker in lamens terms. She had black hair and black eyes,
her hair was curly and draped over her covered shoulders. She wore a black dress that went down to her ankles. Her eyes closed and she began to speak.
"The truth will be told were the sun and moon meet, the gods will join with death at break, come dawn that day the sun will break, everlasting darkness can be prevented by fate,
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Storms On The Horizon
Teen FictionAddaline was different, dangerous, powerful. All the reasons her aunt wanted nothing to do with her after her mother's death, after all Addline was the one at fault.
