The cold night of winter overstayed. It was thus in Jules Anson's heart,
if not Central city as a whole until a theft could be discovered,
wrongs brought to justice and curses lifted. Anson knew that once magic
was invoked in the name of Fire, Earth, Air or Water, that magic must
run its course.
Published in COBWEBS AND ANTIQUITIES, an anthology of cursed and/or magic objects
Available on AMAZON
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