Juneta Key

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“You can’t tell, being psychic?”

Cecily shook her head. “I know it’s The Destroyer who haunted my dreams since I came into my power when I was thirteen. I recognize the energy — feel its hunger.” She shuffled the tarot cards she held. “My vision was hazy. I felt it…

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“The Destroyer?”

“The lightening sapping ghost-eating head we met in the nether world.” This from fluffy cat-stepping across Edgar’s legs to curl into my lap.

“The cat talks?” Cecily stared at Fluffy.

“You’ll get use to it.”

Cecily laughed.

Lady Bookshund scrambled out of my backpack on the floor settling…

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Juneta Key

Juneta Key

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