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Cyrori didn't remember much, only that he'd been in the snow for a long time, and that he was still in town somewhere. he was supposed to be at an orphanage, where there was at least a fire, and the combined body heat of all those living there made the rest of the busy mansion decent. But little Cy felt as if the house was always crowded, and the orphanage was too poor to do too much. Then Sorex came along.
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Being 16 sucks. Being 16 and running away after you burn down a library with flames you shoot from your hands, trying to carve out a place in the world for yourself while understanding this strange curse double sucks. Getting interrupted from figuring out magic completely on your own by an evil witch with plans to take over the world by doing *extremely* gross things to dead bodies triple sucks. Add in a pet mouse, a hot boy who shows up halfway through and amounts of emotional suppression never before known to mankind and you get a rough approximation of Max's life.

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