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Superstition's Desire chapter one 1498 Northern England “Wax dripping by candle’s light, Guide me through this night-mare plight; Cease thy loneliness and dread, Lead me from this place instead.” Arabella stared, entranced, as three drops of softened wax slowly took shape in the swirling water. Smoke rose, filling her nose with the pungent aroma of snuffed out candles, reminding her...

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