Twenty-eight: Avery
October 3, 11:40 AM. Dwyer, VA.
My mother is sitting by the hearth, poking at the faint, sputtering coals with the handle of a broom. Our house remains defiantly chilled—she wears a massive black shawl; I am under what feels like tens of quilts.
I do not know how old I am. I do not think it matters.
When I sit up, I feel my stomach exit my body. All that is there is an empty space—cold, not painful.
I say, "Mana."
She looks up from the fire. It is obvious she does not know me.
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Rules for Orion
Viễn tưởngAvery has until the winter solstice to find the final piece in the fairy queen's plan. In exchange: his family's lives and freedom. Logan has been protecting the town of Dwyer from mythological threats for years. The destruction of the entire world...
