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    Witch Mayor
    Witch Mayor
    Witch Mayor
    Ebook65 pages14 minutes

    Witch Mayor

    By Steve Brezenoff and Tom Percival

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    There's a story going around about the mayor of Ravens Pass being a witch. Could it be true?
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherCapstone Young Readers
    Release dateApr 1, 2014
    ISBN9781434299604
    Witch Mayor
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    Steve Brezenoff

    Steve Brezenoff is the author of the young adult novels The Absolute Value of -1, which won the IPPY Gold Medal for young adult fiction, and Brooklyn, Burning, which was named a Kirkus Reviews Best Book, was a Best Fiction for Young Adults selection by the American Library Association, and won the ForeWord Book of the Year Gold Medal for young adult fiction. Born on Long Island, Steve now lives in Minneapolis with his wife, Beth, and their son and daughter, Sam and Etta. His main is a Blood Elf monk, but he's been known to run a Night Elf priest from time to time.

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      Witch Mayor - Steve Brezenoff

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      Though it was early afternoon, the sky was as dark as midnight and full of thick, low gray clouds. The rain fell across the village’s main street. It was hardly a street at all, really, mostly dirt and gravel and far too much mud.

      The villagers stomped through the mud. They carried whatever weapons they could find: pitchforks, garden hoes, ropes, and chains. Several people carried torches, but in the gusting wind and violent rain, the flames didn’t stay lit.

      The crowd marched to the new City Hall. The building wasn’t even finished yet. Ravens Pass had only been founded a few days before.

      And already, it was in grave danger.

      They reached the new stone foundation. The cellar had been dug. It had been lined with great rocks from the riverbed at the edge of the new town.

      The middle of the cellar was still uncovered by the main floor. Really, it was little more than a great big hole in the ground. And inside it stood a woman. She watched the crowd approach.

      They’d come for her, she knew, but she was not afraid. In her hands she held a glowing ball. No one remembered what it was made of—glass or stone or something else entirely.

      But it didn’t matter, that no one remembered. Because really, the ball was made of raw, dark power.

      The woman held the sphere up over her head as the villagers approached. Then she spoke a dark, deep incantation.

      The villagers heard her, even over the crashing thunder and gusting winds. They stopped to watch. Their lanterns flickered and went out. The few torches that had survived this long fizzled and smoked.

      The skies opened with a great thunderous boom. Lightning burst across the sky, and rain fell in sheets.

      The witch, with the glowing orb still in her palms, rose from the sunken earth and floated slowly toward the crowd.

      They screamed. They ran in every direction. Most didn’t make it far.

      They tripped.

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