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As the population of the village dwindles to almost nothing, Kaitlin discovers that she is the cause of the disappearances, and sets out to right her mistake. After enlisting the help of her three friends, and a 'foundling' with mysterious abilities, Kaitlin journeys to Mount Gillhad to confront the Ogre's Curse.

Can she stop the Curse in time? Or will her entire village suffer the Ogre's wrath?

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Publisher	Writers Exchange E-Publishing
Author	Janean Nusz
Recommended Minimum Age	Suitable for all ages
ISBN Number	1920741836
Word Count	38, 036
Price:	$3.00

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Prologue The creature stalked through Brekkin forest, its massive body plowing easily through the branches and twigs of the thick undergrowth. It could smell the elusive scent that quickened its blood, and also the sweet innocence of a small girl child as she played not far ahead. The tantalizing smells drew it forward, closer and closer. Soon, the creature was no more than a few feet away from the child. The scent of her was almost overpowering, and the beast sniffed the air, huffing in great quantities of the delicious aroma. It exhaled, sending a gust of its foul breath over the leaves of the bush that concealed it, and paused, withers quivering in anticipation. The beast was not concerned that the child would see it crouching there, waiting and watching. It had long since grown accustomed to the cloak of evil magic that clung to it like cockles, protecting and concealing it. The beast waited a moment longer, wanting to catch a trace of the other scent it had followed down from Galhad mountain, the scent that drove it to madness and beckoned it across the miles. But it could not find any trace of what it had come for, and so it remained, watching the child play. A man was with the child. Not young, nor old, but a healthy man in the prime of his life, he played alone with the young girl in the quiet meadow. By the scent of him, the beast knew the girl was his offspring. The man began to swing the child around and around in his arms, eliciting a bubbling giggle from her. The sound grated on the beast's nerves, and it gave a low angry growl. Faster and faster they twirled, until they were almost a blur to the creature that watched them, eyes glowing with hate. A single thought, one buried deep in the beast's mind, asserted itself again, reminding the beast of its purpose. There was a litany of enchanted orders given long ago, a single all-consuming command that had been burned into its thoughts with such powerful magic that it was now a permanent part of the beast. It was an echo of the evil magic that cloaked it. Seek... find... capture. Seek...find...capture. The beast's tongue flicked out to catch the drool trailing from one long set of fangs. Yes, Master, I will not fail you. I will please you, Master. I will please you this time, it thought. The creature crept closer, then closer still, until it was so near it could feel the brush of air as the man twirled the child. An evil grin pulled back the lips of its many mouths, and it smiled. The man and the child, still unaware, played on. Between one heartbeat and the next, the creature pounced, and as it did, the cloak of evil magic fell away for just a second. The child squealed as she saw it, a high thin shriek of abject terror that echoed across the meadow and was quickly choked off. The man turned to face the unknown threat behind him, shoving the little girl behind his back for protection. But it was already too late, much too late.

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