by Andrew Zepherin Wallace (Author)

"What's yours say, Steven?" I don't respond. My attention is fixed on Kelly's cookie-only a foot away, still sealed in plastic and full of potential. Ribbons of smoke hover propitiously above it. "Earth to Steven," calls George. With some effort, I pull my gaze away from the unopened cookie and back to the fortune in my hands. "Chaos, like a deluge, spreads across the kingdom," I read.

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