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At five o’clock this morning, Eva was awoken. The soft jazz music flowing out of her phone reminded her of life in Paris, as much as one can be reminded of something they never experienced anyway. Everyone around her called her crazy for setting an alarm that early, but Eva knew, there was no better time to enjoy nature, than at sunrise. The Netherlands was known as a flat country, and that it was, but about a thirty minute walk Eva had found a dyke, one from where it seemed she could see the entire county. It was the perfect place to watch ...
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‘Thank you so much for agreeing to do this interview miss Golden’ The young boy looked nervous, nervous the way she had once been nervous during her first interview. She had just published her first book, her first fairy tale retelling, a combination of ‘little red riding hood’ and ‘frau Holle’. Her publisher said it was new, fresh, and needed to be shown to the world, she had done about twenty interviews just for that story alone, but she had always hated interviews. After that first story had been published and the promotion for it was fin...
‘It says here you have to give up your most valuable possession for the spell to work.’ Naja looked from the book in her hands up to princess Amani. In the candle light she looked almost unreal, the golden headscarf loosely framing her face made her look like an angel, an angel like the ancient artists painted them. They were sitting in a small, dark room just off the castle library, surrounded by books about ancient magic, the only light source being the small candle placed just in between the two girls, who were sitting across from each ot...
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