The Glamourist (The Vine Witch, #2)

by Luanne G. Smith

The sun had barely cleared the rooftops the next morning when clouds conspired to obscure it.

peering at some hidden location inside Elena. “The transformation, the struggle between light and dark, that is what propels life forward. That metamorphosis is one’s purpose for existing.” His eyes scanned the space above Elena’s

tasseomancy,

One must learn to sway the influence instead, as if maneuvering on the wind, to truly transition between past and future, the born self and the created self.”

“Was it prophesied somewhere that all must suffer the agony of uncertainty before finding their way to safe harbor?” “That is knowledge as old as the oldest stones.”