JASON MATTHEWS

Powerful Magic: Bibbity-Bobbity-Book

The royal coroner removed the blanket, and the consultant nearly lost her breakfast. She’d seen plenty of bodies in her day but never like this. All around the mangled corpse were feathers. Handfuls of feathers; some of them bloodied, but most were white and gray. The disfigurement was fuel for nightmares, and then there was the smell. An unworldly odor permeated the air all around them.