Mages And Dragons
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Last published Wed, Feb 13, 2013
What would it be like, to learn how to train dragons, conjure the elements from the tip orf your fingers, read the minds of others and maybe even talk to them without word of mouth, to be hunted down because you are something special that the others can't even think impossible. Kyra was suddenly whisked away from her "normal" life of high school, being bullied of her appearance, and acquiring strange, fantastical powers. She was born with orange cat-like eyes, which is one thing that could change the way she sees things. She's suddenly transported to a school, and place, where she belongs: Semora, a literal castle in the sky. What she doesn't know that people all around her are searching for the one who controls chaos and control of Semora, and Kyra just may be that person.
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