The Mimic - draft 1

The Mimic - draft 1

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Fiction
Mystery
Even in the world of Imagineeria, there are instances where people aren't like the rest of the crowd. Midas Lanford is a part of one of these strange families of Tutmas, creatures born with superpowers, but at age 17 they still haven't discovered their power! As Midas and their cousin Alex attempts to solve the mystery of Midas' missing mother, the two unveil new secrets and meet new enemies. Will Midas be able to control their new abilities before they loose them for good?
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