Season Foster inherited her grandmothers' mansion, but she was unaware of what awaited her. The whispers in the night, secret rooms and the spell. What was so important about that spell? Her life would be turned upside down as a spiral chain of events were revealed and the truth unfolded. Season must now face reality and her rogue. Will this be the end or the beginning of her many battles?
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The grass along the drive had begun to turn brown as it grew nearer to fall. The tall, wide willow trees lined both sides of the driveway and grew sporadically in the grass. The long branches hung low and swayed in the cool air, as the dead leaves fell and covered the ground. This part of the land was the most beautiful.
She had finally reached the house after the long ride up the driveway. She parked her car and just as she exited, the sun once again was covered by dark clouds.
She stood and stared at her new home with awe.
Season had remembered the house being large but it seemed to be fantastic in size now. It was the most beautiful thing she had ever laid her eyes on.