Prologue

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I'm Gwendolyn. But you can call me Gwen. I'm what most people would call a witch. Not one of those ugly green ones with the warts all over their faces and huge noses. And I can't do all that cool stuff you'd expect me to be able to do. All I can do is control nature. Not to be big headed or anything, but I think I'm pretty good at it too.

I used to live in Seattle, Washington.  A wonderful family that used to live in a house near here built a tree house years ago, which since I have occupied. A young girl once came here not too long ago, and  resided with me. She was a witch as well, but a different kind. No, still not the kind with lots of warts. She can control water. Which works pretty well since I relate to that. A few months later, They came after me again, so I fled to Britian. 

All I wanted was a normal life, no wizards and people trying to kill me like in my old town. Too bad for me I guess because what I got here was exactly the opposite. I hope you don't like happy endings, because this time, you're probably not going to get one. 

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