The Magick Of Dark Root (Daughters Of Dark Root) - Plot & Excerpts
We entered a clearing the size of a football field, a welcome relief after the constricting woods. It was bright here, even on this, the first day of winter. We blinked, blinded by the light of the sun as it reflected off the roiling river, casting rippling beams across a still-green meadow. I scanned the bank, looking for the Lightning Willow. “Are you sure this is the spot?” I asked Shane. “Don’t you feel it?” “Yes.” My fingertips tingled and hummed. The magic was so powerful here I half-expected to see a gathering of fairies. “Straight ahead,” he said, pointing to a knoll overlooking the river. I shook my head. “There’s nothing there.” “Trust me.” “The illusion spell,” I said, understanding. Shane grabbed my wrist. “We’ve got company.” Two lithe figures emerged from the trees behind us, approaching within a dozen steps. Leah looked plain and minuscule next to her statuesque mother. The only resemblance between the two was the menacing look in both sets of eyes. “Yes!”
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