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Elaine could only think of one explanation for what had just happened. One minute, she had been in Los Angeles, on her way to meet with wizard Carlos Ramirez to discus a missing person's case, and the next she was somewhere else entirely. It had happened as easily as walking from one room into the next--if by easy, you meant being sucked into a ( Read more... ) -
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I couldn't sleep last night. Nightmares again. Never mind that the air conditioning in my apartment has already given up the ghost. I just kept tossing and turning for hours, and then, just when I finally started dozing off, the morning sirens put an end to that. I know, I know, I could just brew a good night's sleep in a bottle, but a potion is ( Read more... ) -
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After her conversation with the Greeter, Elaine had found her starter apartment, and then headed almost immediately headed back into town to pick up a paper--and possibly submit an advertisement of her own. The advertisement would run in the yellow pages, as well as the local newspapers, would look something like this:
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Dear Diary~
Who am I kidding? This is ridiculous. If any of them think they're getting any loyalty out of me, they've got another think coming. Just because I'm caught in some magic faerie ring of doom doesn't mean my soul is up for sale to the highest bidder. Been there, done that, bought the t-shirt and burned it. Elaine Mallory belongs to no one ( Read more... )
