The Four Horsemen of Death.

Once everyone is gone to the marquees, it’s just my mates, my brothers, Mum, and Dad with us.

“Uh…So I'm guessing this isn’t normal?” I point to my head where I believe there is some sort of magical smoke…not a smoke crown.

“No.” Malachi clips out.

“May I?” Julius reaches his hand out to touch it, a...

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