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The Seventh Age: Dawn
Before the age of reason and science, magic ruled the world. Now, it’s coming back and if most of humanity gets wiped out in the process....well, sometimes you have to break a few eggs.
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This totally just MADE my day!!! 

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    “Whatever, hey, just drop me off here. Tell your boss if he sees my three girlfriends, kid, mom, dad, aunts, uncles, my barista, and my last few crews, and my Seven-Eleven porn dealer down there in hell with the rest of you. Tell them I said they all still owe me money. Except Gabe. I still have his stuffed turtle. I’ll walk from here.”
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    Well guys, Dangerous Beauty has had a LONG road to getting here and I couldn't be more excited to see where it's going to go from here!!!  Thank you so much for all the support!  ;) 

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      “Tommandros, put those clouds back where you found them,” his mother called from the doorway of their cottage. “Can’t you see I’ve got clothes on the line? How do suppose they’ll dry if you keep the fog rolling in like that?”

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        “Tommandros, put those clouds back where you found them,” his mother called from the doorway of their cottage. “Can’t you see I’ve got clothes on the line? How do suppose they’ll dry if you keep the fog rolling in like that?”

        “She has a point, you know,” Gran’s voice said. But she wasn’t there. Not really. She was dead, lying blissfully unaware of the failure-of-a-summoner her grandson was in her absence. Still, she spoke to him from a shaded corner in the back of his mind, a warm place . . .

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          These Old Bones
          Fifteen year old Tommandros must survive the road where brigands wait to steal his powers—or take his life—in order to reach the Summoner’s trials where he must prove himself worthy of his Calling or lose the legacy he never knew he had.