Seeing mom was probably one of the most horrific and wonderful thing that I've ever experience.
"Sit." Mom said warmly. I sat down on the nearest couch. With the wave of mom's hand, a tea set appeared on the table in front of me.
"What did you, wanted to talk about?" I asked nervously.
Mom smiled. "About the ring."
"You knew about the, ring?" I asked. Of course, she does. Mentally scolded myself.
"What about it?" I asked as I took a sip of the warm sweet tea.
"I don't want to tell your sister about this, at least when she old enough."
I nodded. "The ring can only be controlled by me?" I asked.
"Mmh."
"Why?"
"Because you're the eldest." Mom smiled. She kissed my forehead and studied me for a good solid seconds.
"But dad wasn't the eldest, he was the youngest." I explained.
"That's because your grandfather put a spell on it."
"So the story was true." I muttered.
"Yes." I looked down at the floor with a crestfallen look on my face.
"I must go, remember Jason I'll be watching the both of you."
Mom disappeared and I quickly got up and looked at my sister who was still sleeping. Besides her breathing, I heard her mutter: "Dad."
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The Sun And Moom Series Book 1: The Ring Of Avlaor
FantasyAfter Jason Castro's thirteenth birthday, him and his twelve year old sister CJ Castro are starting to experience strange things happening to then that they can't explain, until one day a group of people attacked their home and took something that t...
