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The green coast!? Not the green coast!. Not the same location given to her in her dreams, it seemed as though Bryan was in dear need of her presence as the message she received was just too clear to be ignored.

The handwriting was the same and there was no other means she could reply the message. The raven which came to deliver the letter had flown away at the very instant she plucked the paper off from it's beak.

Or could it be the bird had been present at her window since she had the dream? Was the bird filled with some form of powers to which was used in manipulating what she saw.?

Many things she couldn't comprehend, yet she was able to tell that what she thought of never existed in the world where see resided, at least none she had ever seen.

She had no clue of witchcraft in the werewolf world, her father had never taught her stories of that, and she banished the thought away from her head while she thought of others.

She didn't understand the principle of sending letters throu