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Chosen. Again. by J. Emery

She saved the kingdom once. She didn't expect there to be a repeat performance. At sixteen, Ari fell into a portal and found herself in Callaria, a magical alternate world in need of a hero. So she did the coming-of-age quest. She saved the kingdom and kissed the farmboy turned King. And when she was done... she went home. She never forgot about her time in Callaria. It never forgot her either, and now thirteen years later, she's back. Drafted into the role of Champion once more, Ari discovers that magic doesn't mean freedom from consequences. Her actions a decade ago caused ripples that didn't go away when she did. The gawky apprentice wizard she once called a friend is now a cynical Royal Wizard with a penchant for floor length velvet robes and dangerous secrets. Her magic sword is giving her the silent treatment. The evil ruler she thought she defeated is living in the dungeon, making cryptic predictions that sound a little too much like fact. The farmboy turned King...
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Clear Your Shit: Dead (Conclusion)

The journey home is peaceful. Heather and I chat excitedly about the trip. And what a trip! My pack is weighed down by all the new books I've accumulated along the way and I can't wait to get home and catalog them. The sun is sinking lower in the horizon when Heather pats her grumbling stomach. I happily agree with her. I could really use a quick snack too. We find a cluster of tree stumps off the main path in a clearing and decide this would be the perfect spot for an impromptu picnic. I still have a few rations I scavenged along the way. We munch for a bit, enjoying the perfect weather and knowledge that no one else will have to hide from the falling books around the kingdom soon enough. I feel my eyes dropping in contentment when a familiar sensation starts crawling across my skin. My eyes snap open just before the pressure in the air around us thickens. I jump up, taking hold of my club just as the Wizard appears in a cloud of smoke. And he looks MAD. I guess he wasn't as out cold as I had thought. That's fine with me. I would love another go at the guy who sent us on a bogus quest. I raise my tooth club but before I can take a swing, the Wizard flicks his wrist and my club is suddenly across the clearing. I glance at Heather who looks equally as stunned before turning back to him. Clearly, he's not playing around anymore. Slowly I beginning backing up, never taking my eyes from him but hoping Heather catches on and follows my lead. I do not like the smile he's suddenly flashing in our direction. But he doesn't come after us, just as we step into the brush on the edge of the clearing the Wizard lifts a hand with his fingers pressed together. A snap echoes in the clearing, somehow loud enough to set my ears ringing. I see Heather fall limp to the ground, but before I can check on her my vision blurs. I can't breathe. Am I on my knees? When did this happen? The last thing that passes through my mind is how soft the grass under my cheek is before the whole world goes black.

Narrated by Alu. Follow her on Twitter and check out her website: Tome Reader Reviews.


A pink line-drawing of an open book with flames over words in teal reading "Clear Ur Shit 2020" with "Survivor" below it crossed out.


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