Michael Moore
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At the tender age of four, Cedric, with his raven-black hair and sparkling blue eyes, possessed a charm that belied his lack of magical abilities. However, there was one peculiar trait that had developed within him—a smile that seemed to evoke an unsettling aura. It wasn't intentional, but the way his lips curved upward appeared oddly unnerving to those who observed him. One sunny afternoon, Cedric ventured into the lush gardens of Castle Montclair, his curiosity guiding his every step. Amidst the…
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Within the opulent walls of Castle Montclair, a hush settled over the grand chamber as Lady Isabella, a noblewoman of high standing, prepared to give birth. Servants bustled about, ensuring every detail was in place for the momentous occasion. The air crackled with anticipation, both for the arrival of the newborn and the potential of the magical lineage. As Lord Montclair paced back and forth, his long black and grey beard swaying with each anxious step, Lady Elizabeth, a renowned seer, approached…
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