As the group gathered that Saturday, Coraline introduced every ghost to them.
Some had remembered their names, others didn't.
Coraline had no clue if they could leave the Pink Palace, or if they could go on to the Other World.
She grinned as she showed off her new skills, practising, especially since it was weaker here in the real world.
This magic was not evil, but it wasn't good either.
It was a husk, somewhere in between, depending on what the user wanted to use it for.
She knew that, she had to keep the magic in her - to prevent the possibility of any future Beldam's creation, or the previous Beldam being resurrected.
Maybe she could use it to help others, too.
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Twisted Fates
FanfictionIt has been a year since the incident with the Beldam, otherwise known as the Other Mother, and Coraline Jones has been living peacefully with her parents. They have chosen to move out of the Pink Palace Apartments and into the countryside as Corali...
