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As Seth heaved his suitcase onto the bed, he caught a flicker of motion in the far corner by the window.
He turned, staring at the empty corner. Was the window open? Had the curtain blown sideways?
Staring hard, he abruptly caught another flicker, a hand flashing briefly into view along with part of a leg. The body parts appeared out of nowhere and disappeared just as quickly. Seth cried out and stumbled away from the corner.
pg. 169
It is mid-summer's night eve, a night when all evil creatures are free to roam unbound by the rules of the sanctuary. My name is Seth and I am the grandson of the caretaker of the Fablehaven reserve, a sanctuary for all magical creatures hidden away from the eyes of the world. Grandfather thought we would would be safe if my sister Kendra and I stayed the night at a motel away from the preserve.
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Friday while my daughter was having her Bridal Portraits taken, I entertained myself snapping pictures of the local photo fodder.

This shot was taken in the store-room of a 'staged' small community store (Joseph Smith's Red Brick Store) representing life in the mid 1800's. I thought it creative that even their merchandise arrived in barrel's and was stored much as it was back in the day represented.