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Thalia Night has always lived on the margins. She was always too strange for the quiet village of Eldenmere but too restless to stay. Her mother was a rumored hedge witch who died when Thalia was nine, leaving behind only whispers and a single frayed shirt that Thalia refuses to part with. She was raised by an uncle who grieves in silence and a town that watches her with wary eyes. Thalia always knew she didn’t belong there.