Exhausted with life, Dakota tries to end his -- only to be saved at the last moment by his friend Terrell, who then drags him into a world of magic and intrigue that's always been right there, hidden beneath the surface.<br><br>Powerful magic users are steadily pulling the planet into a violent war, and evil forces will stop at nothing to take the talismans possessed by Dakota and his newfound family. Dakota soon finds himself deeply in over his head ... with love, with family, with fighting for all their lives.

The Pyre Starter

After handing him the sandwich, which was wrapped in plastic, and the aforementioned beverage, Dillon personally walked Dakota to the correct part of the cannery and flagged down the section manager, who answered directly to him. The man had a fairly heavy accent, from somewhere in India, and though he acted very reserved, he seemed nice enough. Dakota would be happy to work for him.


“We’ll give him the normal training, if that’s all right.”


“Sounds good to me. Call if there are any problems.” With that, Dillon left them to it, and Dakota began his first day of work.


The job was a lot more difficult, at least physically, than he imagined. Though there were chairs for sitting, the pace was so fast that he had very little chance to do so.


They processed giant orders. He took to the basic commands quickly, and it wasn’t rocket science. His new boss showed him how to print the shipping labels and the best ways to stack the crates and boxes. That he could do, no problem.


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