Corine Solomon: Book 4The power swelled inside me, burning, hurting, but I let it center me. Pain means I'm still here, fighting. I envisioned it swelling in my hand in a seething rush, gathering, gathering, and then I sent it out on my resolve like a dark and winged thing riding the magickal wind. As a handler, Corine Solomon can touch any object and learn its history. Her power is a gift, but one that's thrown her life...
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