Magic is real, my dog can talk, and my life is in imminent peril…sure why not?
After venturing to the Tower a little more of my ancestry came to light, both literally and figuratively, when I picked up the torch. Now I need to try and figure out what all this means before the Order of Circe comes calling again.
With help from an ancient goddess, a dragon shifter, and of course the people who keep me sane it’s a race to see if I can figure out how to control my powers before the war really begins.
I need a drink or twelve after all this…
