Anne Marie tilted her head back, enjoying the warmth of the early morning sun on her face. She sipped her bitter, black coffee. The gusty wind tossed the aspens’ branches and scattered their yellow leaves across her yard. Their spicy, earthy scent mingled with the rich smell of French roast. Anne Marie loved fall days […]
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My body and my heavy stack of books landed with audible thuds onto the carpeted floor of the Rare Books room in the New York Public Library. I lay prone and lifted my head, glancing sheepishly around to see if anyone noticed. Heads turned away as my gaze met each onlooker. Laying there, embarrassed, I […]
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Many have written about my life since the discovery of hidden death chambers in the valley of my fathers. Much may have been written and theories abound; some have come closer than others. But none is truth. A usurper, a thief of crowns, conspired against me! In our days of glory vast numbers of spells […]
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