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18 Going to him.
She had to get to him as soon as she could, Mystic thought, as she walked out of Mason’s house. She angrily wiped the tears that ran down her face. The image of her sister lying on that bed half dead ran through her mind over and over, making her falter in her step. She righted herself as she kept walking. She had to find those stones. And she knew the person who could help her with that. Kalan. Mystic’s heart slammed against her ribs as she thought of him. He was the last person she wanted to go to. But she didn’t have a choice. She needed his help. Mystic stopped walking as she reached the willow trees. She looked around her, finding her bearings. She didn’t exactly know where she was or how to get to the fairy kingdom from the valley. The forest was thick all around her, and it was h
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