Constance started to keen as the air around us began to thrash and twist, the caustic scent of ozone burning my nose. As I watched, her dark gold hair began to lift and kink into knots."I'm...

I beat you. Twice. No magic, and I still beat you. And that was when I didn't know what I was doing. I smiled, cold as the winter sky outside. "Imagine what I'm capable of now."Mo Fitzgerald...

Everyone has secrets.Even best friends.Swirling black descends like ravens, large enough to block the glow of the streetlights. A dull roar starts like a train on the 'L', a far-away...