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When you were a kid, you lived with your grandmother in the small town of Silvertree, on the edge of a magical forest. Grandma is a witch, and she taught you how to use your magic to affect the natural world, too. “Magic is a part of you,” she always told you. “Learning how to use it means figuring out who you are.”

Now you’re 19 and on your own. After years of living in the forest while you perfected your witchcraft, you’ve returned to take care of your grandmother’s house and crow-familiar while she’s gone. Figuring out who you are feels more important than ever - not to mention, figuring out what Silvertree is. A lot is just as you remembered: the friendly generous next-door neighbors with a kid just your age, the proud town council, the quaint little shops with quirky punny names, the gentle shadowy forest full of magic.

Stone in the shoe

No matter how much you would like to, you just can't bring yourself to speak up again after that little speech. With a sinking feeling, you realize that all you've done is given him a chance to show the crowd that, not only is he really trying to help, he's also brave enough to tell the sort of truth that other businesspeople would never dream of. You think that at least some people might feel a little more warmly about his plans after that display.


You swallow, desperate not to let the question go without a clear answer about which parts of the forest will be destroyed, but your voice fails you. Oh well. If his motives are less than pure, at least he's not going to see you as a threat for the time being.


As you give one last, defeated nod, you watch as Mr. Clarence turns back to the stage just as Dina has finished making sure there are no more hands in the air.


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