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Chapter 2
Chapter 2Sean Davis didn’t know why the words caught his eye. Was he looking for something without quite realizing it? He certainly hadn’t known there was a coven in the area. After a traffic accident took his parents and younger sister from him several years ago, he hadn’t felt like observing the rituals he had grown up with. If the deities could be that cruel and capricious, why should he honor them? His parents had always been very faithful in their observances, and he’d grown up immersed in the pagan practices they followed. He knew their spiritual path set him apart from many of his schoolmates and later the young adults he knew but he didn’t mind. He’d never considered moving away from those beliefs. Until the accident. Since then he had drifted, growing more cynical, more solitary
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