Eve Driscoll
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Last published Thu, Oct 6, 2016
I've been homeless for the last ten years the other six were spent in an orphanage.
Harry looked at me seriously.
"Eve, you're a wizard it's in your blood."
Percy smiled at me, raising an eyebrow.
"You're a demigod, so whose you're godly parent?"
I shut my eyes and visualized the dirt in the pot in the corner. I made it move and swirl around the room. I opened my eyes to the sound of a women's laughter.
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