Shadow Magic
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  • Reads 268
  • Votes 43
  • Parts 14
  • Time 2h 26m
Ongoing, First published Oct 10, 2020
"So she really doesn't know?" Maura asked in a whisper, looking up at Devin. 

"Know what?" I said, assuming she meant me. And then realized I probably wasn't supposed to hear her whisper I grimaced inwardly. 

"You're a witch," Violet said next to me.

"Violet, we said we'd wait." Devin scolded, looking awkward.

"I'm sorry," I laughed uncomfortably. "A witch? Like with a wand?" 

"Actually we don't use wands," Violet said with a chuckle. "Just our hands and spells and stuff."

"Wait, I'm confused," I said and saw Easton holding a stick with a marshmallow unsure if he should hand it to me or not. There was an awkward pause as everyone turned to look at Devin on what to do.

"Cady, there's a reason I invited you to meet my friends," Devin started.
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