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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

"Wow, that's great to hear! We'll be meeting outside Town Hall around midday if you want to join us."


She shuts the trunk of her car and waves one last time to you and the last couple of people—including Tobias and Zoe.


"Night, guys," she says, heading for the driver's seat. "Hopefully I'll see you around, Tobias!"


Tobias laughs, fidgeting a little on the spot, and Rana drives away, leaving the rest of you to walk home through the quiet evening.


You don't talk to Tobias or Zoe as you walk. When you reach your street, the two of them disappear into their house without a word. Tobias at least glances back at you—but you get the sense neither of them are in the mood for talking as they leave you alone on the sidewalk. At least, not to you.


You pause for a moment on your side of the street as you watch Tobias go in. You think about everything that's happened today—and the fact that, after all of that, you're not going to see him tomorrow. You're going to spend all of tomorrow with the memory of your botched attempt at stealing some paints hanging over your head.


As you realize that, you feel a surge of:


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