The dead still walk.

The dead still walk.

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'It starts with the end... those words sum up the beginning of my story extremely well. The day I died or the day everyone thought I died was the end of everything as I knew it. Now everything is completely different it’s like a new start.' Lily-Rose had a normal, if not boring life... Until she blew up a tree, with her mind... She is not a witch, not an Elf nor anything else the Liditicalka council recognized. She is something different entirely... what is she? Well that's the question. Too bad its the question all the wrong people are asking, Lily-Rose must go in to hiding and stay with the councils prized field agent James. Lucky for her they will be staying in New York. But the people want too know what she is, even if they have to cut her open, several times, just to find out.
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