The Unveiling - Modern Magic: Book 1
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My name is Zane Thomas. This isn't an account of a normal student's last year in college. I'm here to tell you a secret: something that has been kept from the vast majority of the world for a very long time. Magic is real. Magic is the ability of specific people to affect multiple levels of reality. We call ourselves Magi. I'm worried that recent patterns are leading to an event that will change our world, and the Magi forever. That's why I'm writing this now. Because maybe later I won't have the chance.
"The Unveiling" is the first book in the Modern Magic Trilogy.
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