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    Susurrus

    By B. Morris Allen

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    A darkly romantic story of love, suffering, and magic.

    No evil sorceress is born evil.

    Iskra wants magic and a home, but her magic keeps killing the people she loves. Just when happiness is finally with in her grasp, another wizard intervenes. Now, she needs to choose: rebuild her life again, or channel her destructive power into bloody revenge.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherMetaphorosis Publishing
    Release dateMay 27, 2017
    ISBN9780985609191
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    B. Morris Allen

    B. Morris Allen grew up in a house full of books that traveled the world, and was initially a fan of Gogol and Dickens. Then, one cool night, he saw the light of Barsoom... He's been a biochemist, an activist, and a lawyer. He pauses from time to time on the Oregon coast to recharge, but now he's back on the move, and the books are multiplying like mad. When he can, he works on his own contributions to speculative fiction.

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