Caitlin

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Straight to the eyes of my father. My magic vanished on the wind. My skin turned dull. My palms emptied. My dress faded to plain, unremarkable cloth. Our last conversation played over and over in my ears. You are not my father.
Glow of the Everflame (Kindred's Curse, #2)
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