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You won't find the tales I bear in any books . . . My tales are from the Moon Realm._ __bb Autumn

Procrastination robs the world of countless treasures.

Joseph, you__e out of clean towels._ Lucia poked her head into the living room, the rest of her hidden behind the wall. Her red hair dripped water onto my wooden floors.__he__ in the buff._ Jenna guffawed. Gabriella rolled her eyes, beaming.I rose. __o back to the bathroom. I__l bring you a towel,_ I ordered Lucia. She disappeared down the hall.__ou have naked angels running around your house,_ Jenna continued through her laughter. Gabby laughed louder.

At the sound of her name, Lucia__ blue eyes honed in on me. She cocked her head to the side as if puzzled. __hy me?_ she wondered.__ucia, you exploded with power after Ehno was killed._ I shot Ehno an apologetic look. __ felt your sorrow before I even knew something was wrong. It hit me like a freight train of boulders. You made the sky rain fireballs with red lightning. Need I say more?

I blinked at him just casually talking about my new sex life with his genie-shiny head, and I knew at any second I would break into hysterics.

None of us could choose our birth, but we could still chose our family, and only those who love you are your true family.

None of this was what held Yeva's gaze. Because in the bottom of the valley, straddling the river nestled in the foothills, was a castle.

Odd names: Winter, Autumn__hey almost sound as if someone just made them up._ __ubb

Nice shack

Help me out,_ I pleaded. __ou__e left me alone to deal with this situation, and now we__e being dealt the consequences.__ swore I heard Tom growl. I actually pulled the phone from my ear to stare at it to make sure it hadn__ turned into a tiny lion.

How ya doing?_ Gabby__ face came into view, and she grinned down at me. She__ stopped doing her healing thing, and the pain rushed in.____ just peachy,_ I quipped, throat scratchy. __nly hurts when I breathe or blink or exist, if I__ being honest.

Some people are just sad when there aren't talking squirrels._ __ily Winter

Tavin cupped his hands to his mouth. __ere, dragon-dragon-dragon!_ he yelled.Lily stared in amazement. Well, that was bold, she thought, and stupid.

She had learned to pay attention to the variations in Rokan's smiles. There was the sideways half-smile when he found something amusing; the slow, contented smile that appeared only rarely these days; and the wide, dazzling, unrestrained smile she had so far seen only twice, when he first came for her in the Mistwood and when they watched the hawk soar against the sky. And then there was this one, the reason for her watchfulness: the impish grin that meant he wanted to do something he knew was stupid and was going to do it anyhow.

The Worst thing that Good could do to Evil was ignore it...

She moves like beauty, she whispers to us of wind and forest__nd she tells us stories, such stories that we wake in the night, dreaming dreams of a life long past. she reminds us of what we used to be.She reminds us of what we could be.

Let the spirits guide you, but never let them take you.

No doesn't mean to Marcus what it means to those without money and a car.