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The Impossible Dance
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Em andamento, Primeira publicação em jun 22, 2013
When Anna Marie Harris was six, she ran away from her parents to see a magic bell dance. Once there, a dark man with eyes like stardust, told her that one day she would dance with them when the white rose bud he gave her bloomed.   
Twelve years later, Anna is 18 and still dancing. But, she still thinks about that bell dance all those years ago. 
Was it all a dream? Is she crazy? Her best friend might think so. But when a poster, and a parade filled with magic, points her to an abandon warehouse, Anna jumps on the chance to find out just what happened all those years ago.   
What she finds is an empty doorway, hiding an impossible world. 
A world filled with blue horses, singing mermaids, and waterfall doorways. A world where dreams and reality clash, and friendly faces can hide evil souls. 
 A place where dancing is considered a religion, and a dance instructor is more a master than a mentor...And he looks just like that man from all those years ago...
 Anna finds that not all that sparkles is magic, and not all dark magic is evil.  Time is running out for Anna to discover who is a friend, and who is a foe.
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