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				&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #fff; color: #222; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Revision as of 04:24, 6 August 2018&lt;/td&gt;
				&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-lineno&quot; id=&quot;mw-diff-left-l1&quot; &gt;Line 1:&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;{{Book|preseq=01|prev=Dark Is Her Nature|nxtseq=03|next=Wary Is Her Love|series=The School Of Necessary Magic|asin=B07F1Q3XD5|img=51dqupnsltL|blurb=&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;The School of Necessary Magic is back in session. &lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;Alison, the young Drow princess has returned to Charlottesville for her second semester, along with the other elves, witches, and wizards and more.&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;[[Category:The School Of Necessary Magic| ]]&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;But dark forces have planted a bad seed in the student body. They want to use their hidden asset to close the doors before the year is over. They didn’t count on Alison and her unique gifts.&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;Botany class, school dances, underground cities and the occasional werewolf howling at night. Just your average freshman year in a government run high school to create a special force.&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ins style=&quot;font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;&quot;&gt;&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;'''TSONM 02/1'''&amp;#160; &amp;#160; Brewery Tavern, Charlottesville, Virginia.&amp;#160; Just after Christmas. Four dark wizards, Balthasar (the eldest), Philoneus, Tyrian, and Lingus are in a meeting reviewing their purpose for being in the town – to find the unknown boy at the School who was imbued with a seed of dark magic when he was very young. The boy is still oblivious, and so are the ones around him. Even Mara Berens. They are also after the secret whereabouts of Izzie and her parents, who disappeared from the alley. Izzie has untapped potential they need to find, as does the young boy they are searching for. Some of the town’s residents have sensed their darkness (five at this point), and came to tell them to leave town, that they are not wanted there. Balthasar told them they had no choice, and threw dark streams of magic towards them. The battle was on. Back and forth the magical beings sent streaks of light, creating a wave of color reminiscent of the Northern Lights. The light magic was so quick and intense the wizards could only block, not return any magic blows, so when a particularly powerful ball came at them, Balthasar opened a portal, and they escaped. The light witches looked at each other worriedly, not knowing why the dark magicals had been there. They had run them off this time, but not one of them believed it was permanent. Whatever was going on, they would be back—and probably not alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;'''TSONM 02/1'''&amp;#160; &amp;#160; Brewery Tavern, Charlottesville, Virginia.&amp;#160; Just after Christmas. Four dark wizards, Balthasar (the eldest), Philoneus, Tyrian, and Lingus are in a meeting reviewing their purpose for being in the town – to find the unknown boy at the School who was imbued with a seed of dark magic when he was very young. The boy is still oblivious, and so are the ones around him. Even Mara Berens. They are also after the secret whereabouts of Izzie and her parents, who disappeared from the alley. Izzie has untapped potential they need to find, as does the young boy they are searching for. Some of the town’s residents have sensed their darkness (five at this point), and came to tell them to leave town, that they are not wanted there. Balthasar told them they had no choice, and threw dark streams of magic towards them. The battle was on. Back and forth the magical beings sent streaks of light, creating a wave of color reminiscent of the Northern Lights. The light magic was so quick and intense the wizards could only block, not return any magic blows, so when a particularly powerful ball came at them, Balthasar opened a portal, and they escaped. The light witches looked at each other worriedly, not knowing why the dark magicals had been there. They had run them off this time, but not one of them believed it was permanent. Whatever was going on, they would be back—and probably not alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alison loved watching souls and energy. She could see so much joy and contentment. When you had the opportunity to be in an atmosphere like the School, you could open up and let go, taking pleasure in the small things—like an idiot gulping down maple syrup. Izzie didn’t have memories – so she just watched others&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alison loved watching souls and energy. She could see so much joy and contentment. When you had the opportunity to be in an atmosphere like the School, you could open up and let go, taking pleasure in the small things—like an idiot gulping down maple syrup. Izzie didn’t have memories – so she just watched others&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peter coughed- TEACHER ! Elias Hodges walks through, warns them not to be late for class. The kids talk about first classes of the day – Botanicals. Kathleen complains about all of the bugs and insects that attack her, and that all remind her she should quit wearing that Oriceran perfume, and then she would be fine. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peter coughed- TEACHER ! Elias Hodges walks through, warns them not to be late for class. The kids talk about first classes of the day – Botanicals. Kathleen complains about all of the bugs and insects that attack her, and that all remind her she should quit wearing that Oriceran perfume, and then she would be fine. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;'''TSONM 02/4'''&amp;#160; &amp;#160;  Peter and Ethan talk about their vacations. Peter, the scientist had mixed magic with science and had spent his whole vacation cleaning the smoke out of the house. Ethan had spent the time with his Aunt (obsession with pink) and Uncle, as well as cats, so he had spent it all in a pink bedroom with a long-haired white cat sleeping with him. As he didn’t know glamours, he was stuck with it. Luke(shifter)&amp;#160; came in, having done the full-moon run with his family, and it was pretty awesome. We must have run a hundred miles. My dad made a portal back for me, and I crept upstairs and passed out as soon as I got here.” Ethan, particularly, had missed them and the girls while they were all away. Ethan had carved a wonderful dragon while he had been gone. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;'''TSONM 02/4'''&amp;#160; &amp;#160;  Peter and Ethan talk about their vacations. Peter, the scientist had mixed magic with science and had spent his whole vacation cleaning the smoke out of the house. Ethan had spent the time with his Aunt (obsession with pink) and Uncle, as well as cats, so he had spent it all in a pink bedroom with a long-haired white cat sleeping with him. As he didn’t know glamours, he was stuck with it. Luke(shifter)&amp;#160; came in, having done the full-moon run with his family, and it was pretty awesome. We must have run a hundred miles. My dad made a portal back for me, and I crept upstairs and passed out as soon as I got here.” Ethan, particularly, had missed them and the girls while they were all away. Ethan had carved a wonderful dragon while he had been gone. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;As they were talking, they heard loud chirping followed by skittering across the floors echoed from the common area. Voices rang out in squeals of both fear and excitement. There was a squirrel loose there, and everyone was having fun chasing it, and joking at everyone else’s expense. It eventually was let out by Mosely, one of the boy’s dorm managers. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;As they were talking, they heard loud chirping followed by skittering across the floors echoed from the common area. Voices rang out in squeals of both fear and excitement. There was a squirrel loose there, and everyone was having fun chasing it, and joking at everyone else’s expense. It eventually was let out by Mosely, one of the boy’s dorm managers. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;'''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;TSONM 02/5''' '''Bold text''' The Cafeteria, the next morning. Every student was required to wear the official school uniform, but as red-blooded teenagers they pushed the boundaries, modifying as best they could to suit their own style. (Styles are discussed for several pages). Kathleen and Ethan show off spells they had learned top move things (which the magic of the room cleaned up after them), and a group of sophomores at another table chug-a-lug and chant, as they swill maples syrup and orange juice. Alison was enjoying it all, seeing it through the energies express. That was one thing cool about energies—they never lied about emotions. You could hide it on your face, in your voice, and even trick yourself into thinking you didn’t feel that way, but energy always told the truth. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;'''TSONM 02/5''' '''Bold text''' The Cafeteria, the next morning. Every student was required to wear the official school uniform, but as red-blooded teenagers they pushed the boundaries, modifying as best they could to suit their own style. (Styles are discussed for several pages). Kathleen and Ethan show off spells they had learned top move things (which the magic of the room cleaned up after them), and a group of sophomores at another table chug-a-lug and chant, as they swill maples syrup and orange juice. Alison was enjoying it all, seeing it through the energies express. That was one thing cool about energies—they never lied about emotions. You could hide it on your face, in your voice, and even trick yourself into thinking you didn’t feel that way, but energy always told the truth. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alison loved watching souls and energy. She could see so much joy and contentment. When you had the opportunity to be in an atmosphere like the School, you could open up and let go, taking pleasure in the small things—like an idiot gulping down maple syrup. Izzie didn’t have memories – so she just watched others&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alison loved watching souls and energy. She could see so much joy and contentment. When you had the opportunity to be in an atmosphere like the School, you could open up and let go, taking pleasure in the small things—like an idiot gulping down maple syrup. Izzie didn’t have memories – so she just watched others&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peter coughed- TEACHER ! Elias Hodges walks through, warns them not to be late for class. The kids talk about first classes of the day – Botanicals. Kathleen complains about all of the bugs and insects that attack her, and that all remind her she should quit wearing that Oriceran perfume, and then she would be fine. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peter coughed- TEACHER ! Elias Hodges walks through, warns them not to be late for class. The kids talk about first classes of the day – Botanicals. Kathleen complains about all of the bugs and insects that attack her, and that all remind her she should quit wearing that Oriceran perfume, and then she would be fine. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;'''TSONM 02/8'''&amp;#160; &amp;#160; Izzie watches Alison meet up with, talk to Tanner (See Characters, Tanner). When the class was over, &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;'''TSONM 02/8'''&amp;#160; &amp;#160; Izzie watches Alison meet up with, talk to Tanner (See Characters, Tanner). When the class was over, &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Izzie introduced herself, but felt something about him was off in her estimation. They have a few extra moments, so sit and talk about memories. Alison tells her about how she remembers her Mom, and Izzie tells Alison about three strong memories she has, and doesn’t understand them. (See characters, Alison, Izzie). Mara Berens had overheard the girls talking, and was worried, as the mind-erasing spell she had put into Izzie wasn’t working the way it should, she might be in a position to figure out what had happened right before that—to know who was chasing her and why she couldn’t control her magic like the others. What was happening could easily turn into a huge deal. It could jeopardize Izzie, her parents, and the entire School. She took down the box in which the memory orbs were stored, and checked them. There were small black spots swirling in through them. Were they contaminated? She could lose the whole memory if they were. She had never seen that before. She didn’t know how to fix the problem. She recast the protective spell, and put the box away, reviewing that night in her memory. The Jasper Elf in Izzie was searching for answers, and it wouldn’t stop until the truth had been revealed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Izzie introduced herself, but felt something about him was off in her estimation. They have a few extra moments, so sit and talk about memories. Alison tells her about how she remembers her Mom, and Izzie tells Alison about three strong memories she has, and doesn’t understand them. (See characters, Alison, Izzie). Mara Berens had overheard the girls talking, and was worried, as the mind-erasing spell she had put into Izzie wasn’t working the way it should, she might be in a position to figure out what had happened right before that—to know who was chasing her and why she couldn’t control her magic like the others. What was happening could easily turn into a huge deal. It could jeopardize Izzie, her parents, and the entire School. She took down the box in which the memory orbs were stored, and checked them. There were small black spots swirling in through them. Were they contaminated? She could lose the whole memory if they were. She had never seen that before. She didn’t know how to fix the problem. She recast the protective spell, and put the box away, reviewing that night in her memory. The Jasper Elf in Izzie was searching for answers, and it wouldn’t stop until the truth had been revealed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;'''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;TSONM 02/9'''&amp;#160; &amp;#160;  Miles Cooper, on a Field Trip with the class, teaching them about cloaking (after he got rid of Kathleen’s stray bee!) “Cloaking is achieved by bending light around a person or an object. The point is to shield them from view. Now, most magical beings are capable of keeping someone or something cloaked for a short amount of time, but there are those out there who can keep their cloaking up for hours. There are no special words for this. No enchantments. You just have to focus your energy and picture what you want. Those of you with wands will use those instead of your hands. Pull energy up into your body. Remember to keep your intention. Feel the energy building. You will be using a considerable amount of it for this spell, so be patient and let it collect. Focus on your chest, and push that magic into your hands or wands. When you have reached the point of expulsion, push the energy out.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;'''TSONM 02/9'''&amp;#160; &amp;#160;  Miles Cooper, on a Field Trip with the class, teaching them about cloaking (after he got rid of Kathleen’s stray bee!) “Cloaking is achieved by bending light around a person or an object. The point is to shield them from view. Now, most magical beings are capable of keeping someone or something cloaked for a short amount of time, but there are those out there who can keep their cloaking up for hours. There are no special words for this. No enchantments. You just have to focus your energy and picture what you want. Those of you with wands will use those instead of your hands. Pull energy up into your body. Remember to keep your intention. Feel the energy building. You will be using a considerable amount of it for this spell, so be patient and let it collect. Focus on your chest, and push that magic into your hands or wands. When you have reached the point of expulsion, push the energy out.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is one of the most difficult spells you will learn in your first year. Be patient and practice, and by the end of the semester, I promise you will have it down pat. I am going to do the spell first, then I will call you up one at a time to attempt the spell on—”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is one of the most difficult spells you will learn in your first year. Be patient and practice, and by the end of the semester, I promise you will have it down pat. I am going to do the spell first, then I will call you up one at a time to attempt the spell on—”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;He whipped his hand around and magic flowed out, revealing a tall statue of the Dark Forest Gardener, real flowers blooming from the marble statue’s hair. “The Oriceran Gardener, one of my favorites. Please try to keep him in one piece.” He stood in front of the statue, pulling the energy, and suddenly&amp;#160; bright stream of light exploded from the tips of his fingers, sending a wind toward the students. They watched in amazement as that light circled wildly around the statue, not touching it just yet. Mr. Cooper moved both arms to the right side, and the energy moved with it. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;He whipped his hand around and magic flowed out, revealing a tall statue of the Dark Forest Gardener, real flowers blooming from the marble statue’s hair. “The Oriceran Gardener, one of my favorites. Please try to keep him in one piece.” He stood in front of the statue, pulling the energy, and suddenly&amp;#160; bright stream of light exploded from the tips of his fingers, sending a wind toward the students. They watched in amazement as that light circled wildly around the statue, not touching it just yet. Mr. Cooper moved both arms to the right side, and the energy moved with it. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;'''TSONM 02/16'''&amp;#160; &amp;#160;  Mara goes into town to buy ingredients for a peach cobbler (Yumfuck would LOVE it), and hears gossip that the dark wizards have been entering and exiting the town, with no one knowing where they are going, staying, or doing. Mara goes back to the School, to engage Xander (Dark Magic Professor) and Elias Hodges (shifter),&amp;#160; to go with her to the Brewery Tavern, to start to track them down, to find get a clue&amp;#160; finding them and see exactly what they are up to. That might also give us a clue as to who is behind this student’s spell.” You think they are connected?” “Of course, they are. One minute everything is fine and the next, dark wizards are showing up, and one of our students goes down hard. There is no such thing as coincidence when it comes to dark magic.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;'''TSONM 02/16'''&amp;#160; &amp;#160;  Mara goes into town to buy ingredients for a peach cobbler (Yumfuck would LOVE it), and hears gossip that the dark wizards have been entering and exiting the town, with no one knowing where they are going, staying, or doing. Mara goes back to the School, to engage Xander (Dark Magic Professor) and Elias Hodges (shifter),&amp;#160; to go with her to the Brewery Tavern, to start to track them down, to find get a clue&amp;#160; finding them and see exactly what they are up to. That might also give us a clue as to who is behind this student’s spell.” You think they are connected?” “Of course, they are. One minute everything is fine and the next, dark wizards are showing up, and one of our students goes down hard. There is no such thing as coincidence when it comes to dark magic.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;They do so, Mara finds concealed magical tracks, and they follow them to a blank wall in an alley. Mara disintegrates the spell, and they find two dark wizards sitting in the park, Tyrian and Lingus. They battle, Mara kills Lingus, and tries to get Tyrian to talk, identify leader, plan et al. He refuses, so Mara sends him through a portal with a warning message, &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;They do so, Mara finds concealed magical tracks, and they follow them to a blank wall in an alley. Mara disintegrates the spell, and they find two dark wizards sitting in the park, Tyrian and Lingus. They battle, Mara kills Lingus, and tries to get Tyrian to talk, identify leader, plan et al. He refuses, so Mara sends him through a portal with a warning message, &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt; &lt;/del&gt;“This is our town, and I will do everything I can and risk anything I have, even my life, to defend it and the people in it. If your disgusting group of maggots does anything else to harm a single student in my school, I won’t wait for you dark wizards to show up. I’ll come hunting for you myself.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;“This is our town, and I will do everything I can and risk anything I have, even my life, to defend it and the people in it. If your disgusting group of maggots does anything else to harm a single student in my school, I won’t wait for you dark wizards to show up. I’ll come hunting for you myself.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;The three go back to the School, and Xander feels energy coming from the Fixer’s Garden. When he finds a ruined wand, split down the middle, with energy still flowing from it, he knows who had brought the dark magic in. The three of them go to Jack’s room, to confront him, and find out he is a Toombie (See Creatures, Toombie) He will be quarantined along with all other orphans, as suspects in helping the dark wizards. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;The three go back to the School, and Xander feels energy coming from the Fixer’s Garden. When he finds a ruined wand, split down the middle, with energy still flowing from it, he knows who had brought the dark magic in. The three of them go to Jack’s room, to confront him, and find out he is a Toombie (See Creatures, Toombie) He will be quarantined along with all other orphans, as suspects in helping the dark wizards. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;'''TSONM 02/20'''&amp;#160; &amp;#160; The semester is over, commencement done, and the five girls had survived their freshman year at the School. The were in the room packing, and talking about what they would be doing for the summer. Aya is going to Vermont, on Lake Willoughby, so she’ll get to swim and water ski all summer. Oh, and they are letting me bring my boyfriend since we don’t get to see much of each other anymore. H e’s an elf. A Light Elf, and his great-grandfather came here from Oriceran. He gets to take trips back there sometimes, but my parents have yet to let me go with him. Vermont it is.” &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;'''TSONM 02/20'''&amp;#160; &amp;#160; The semester is over, commencement done, and the five girls had survived their freshman year at the School. The were in the room packing, and talking about what they would be doing for the summer. Aya is going to Vermont, on Lake Willoughby, so she’ll get to swim and water ski all summer. Oh, and they are letting me bring my boyfriend since we don’t get to see much of each other anymore. H e’s an elf. A Light Elf, and his great-grandfather came here from Oriceran. He gets to take trips back there sometimes, but my parents have yet to let me go with him. Vermont it is.” &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;What about you, Emma?” “My parents signed me up for some magical summer camp, which is not much different than human summer camp. Fires, camp stories, silly games—that kind of thing. I went last year too, and I know some of the kids coming back, so it won’t be too bad.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;What about you, Emma?” “My parents signed me up for some magical summer camp, which is not much different than human summer camp. Fires, camp stories, silly games—that kind of thing. I went last year too, and I know some of the kids coming back, so it won’t be too bad.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt; &lt;/del&gt;“What about you, Izzie?” “Oh, uh, I’m going to be with Ms. Berens, and she said we might go to Austin if she can get away. She has some things to deal with here in town. Something to do with a light magic council, but she seems pretty interested in taking me out of Charlottesville. She said I might be able to visit with Alison if her guardians aren’t too busy.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;“What about you, Izzie?” “Oh, uh, I’m going to be with Ms. Berens, and she said we might go to Austin if she can get away. She has some things to deal with here in town. Something to do with a light magic council, but she seems pretty interested in taking me out of Charlottesville. She said I might be able to visit with Alison if her guardians aren’t too busy.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alison? Might get to have Izzie visit with her, if -“James Brownstone not busy? He probably kicks dark magic ass in his sleep.” Alison laughed. “I wish I could say that was a crazy-ridiculous over-exaggeration, but you are probably right.” “Are you going to be getting in on the fun while you’re gone?” “No. He is a bit overprotective of me, so I’ll probably end up sitting around whatever house we are at and reading the whole time.”&amp;#160; “Boring.” Alison shrugged. “I don’t mind. I like the quiet, and I can listen to my music.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alison? Might get to have Izzie visit with her, if -“James Brownstone not busy? He probably kicks dark magic ass in his sleep.” Alison laughed. “I wish I could say that was a crazy-ridiculous over-exaggeration, but you are probably right.” “Are you going to be getting in on the fun while you’re gone?” “No. He is a bit overprotective of me, so I’ll probably end up sitting around whatever house we are at and reading the whole time.”&amp;#160; “Boring.” Alison shrugged. “I don’t mind. I like the quiet, and I can listen to my music.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kathleen was going to France, to Paris and Versailles, and gave them all her phone number, so if they could come her Dad could portal them in. Alison could sense comfort and kindness in Kathleen’s energy. She was softening, which was a good thing. Alison had known from the first time she’d met Kathleen that she was a good person, and now she was starting to show that to her friends. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kathleen was going to France, to Paris and Versailles, and gave them all her phone number, so if they could come her Dad could portal them in. Alison could sense comfort and kindness in Kathleen’s energy. She was softening, which was a good thing. Alison had known from the first time she’d met Kathleen that she was a good person, and now she was starting to show that to her friends. &amp;#160;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone is packed, everyone says their goodbyes, and leaves for the summer. Alison gives Izzie a big hug. “Stay safe, watch your back, and remember—you are whatever you want to be.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone is packed, everyone says their goodbyes, and leaves for the summer. Alison gives Izzie a big hug. “Stay safe, watch your back, and remember—you are whatever you want to be.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt; &lt;/del&gt;Izzie chuckled. “But you do the same. The dark is out there, we know that, but we both have the ability to be the light.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Izzie chuckled. “But you do the same. The dark is out there, we know that, but we both have the ability to be the light.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;TSONM 02/1'''&amp;#160; &amp;#160; Brewery Tavern, Charlottesville, Virginia.&amp;#160; Just after Christmas. Four dark wizards, Balthasar (the eldest), Philoneus, Tyrian, and Lingus are in a meeting reviewing their purpose for being in the town – to find the unknown boy at the School who was imbued with a seed of dark magic when he was very young. The boy is still oblivious, and so are the ones around him. Even Mara Berens. They are also after the secret whereabouts of Izzie and her parents, who disappeared from the alley. Izzie has untapped potential they need to find, as does the young boy they are searching for. Some of the town’s residents have sensed their darkness (five at this point), and came to tell them to leave town, that they are not wanted there. Balthasar told them they had no choice, and threw dark streams of magic towards them. The battle was on. Back and forth the magical beings sent streaks of light, creating a wave of color reminiscent of the Northern Lights. The light magic was so quick and intense the wizards could only block, not return any magic blows, so when a particularly powerful ball came at them, Balthasar opened a portal, and they escaped. The light witches looked at each other worriedly, not knowing why the dark magicals had been there. They had run them off this time, but not one of them believed it was permanent. Whatever was going on, they would be back—and probably not alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;'''TSONM 02/1'''&amp;#160; &amp;#160; Brewery Tavern, Charlottesville, Virginia.&amp;#160; Just after Christmas. Four dark wizards, Balthasar (the eldest), Philoneus, Tyrian, and Lingus are in a meeting reviewing their purpose for being in the town – to find the unknown boy at the School who was imbued with a seed of dark magic when he was very young. The boy is still oblivious, and so are the ones around him. Even Mara Berens. They are also after the secret whereabouts of Izzie and her parents, who disappeared from the alley. Izzie has untapped potential they need to find, as does the young boy they are searching for. Some of the town’s residents have sensed their darkness (five at this point), and came to tell them to leave town, that they are not wanted there. Balthasar told them they had no choice, and threw dark streams of magic towards them. The battle was on. Back and forth the magical beings sent streaks of light, creating a wave of color reminiscent of the Northern Lights. The light magic was so quick and intense the wizards could only block, not return any magic blows, so when a particularly powerful ball came at them, Balthasar opened a portal, and they escaped. The light witches looked at each other worriedly, not knowing why the dark magicals had been there. They had run them off this time, but not one of them believed it was permanent. Whatever was going on, they would be back—and probably not alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;'''TSONM 02/2'''&amp;#160;  ''New Semester&amp;#160; and The Egg''&amp;#160; &amp;#160; &amp;#160; All of the kids were back, showing off their new gifts and talking about what they had done on vacation. All the decorations had been taken down, but the thrill of the holidays was still in the air. No one minded coming back for classes. They longed to learn as many spells as they could.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f8f9fa; color: #222; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #eaecf0; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;'''TSONM 02/2'''&amp;#160;  ''New Semester&amp;#160; and The Egg''&amp;#160; &amp;#160; &amp;#160; All of the kids were back, showing off their new gifts and talking about what they had done on vacation. All the decorations had been taken down, but the thrill of the holidays was still in the air. No one minded coming back for classes. They longed to learn as many spells as they could.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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