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“In its place rested a flower. A white anemone, pretty as a star. What the...? Emeline pinched the flower's stem between her fingers and plucked it out from beneath her stool. Light caught in the translucent white petals circling the black center. The sight sent a chill down her back. "If this is a prank," she murmured to the woods, "it's not your best work.” — Kristen Ciccarelli
In its place rested a flower. A white anemone, pretty as a star.
What the...?
Emeline pinched the flower's stem between her fingers and plucked it out from beneath her stool. Light caught in the translucent white petals circling the black center.
The sight sent a chill down her back.
"If this is a prank," she murmured to the woods, "it's not your best work.