The coven took my mother, because of me. They killed my dog, because of me. You''d think there could be nothing worse than this -- but you''d be wrong. My family and me being torn to shreds by a horde of witches could be worse. War could be worse. And all-out war is coming.
My father says my powers are limitless. I have yet to see it ... and no time to learn. We are closing in on one another, the coven and my father and me. It can only end in death, theirs or ours.
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