Take my way, or the facets of the split. Filebert L.

My hands are my hated gift and my curse, because of which I spent many years locked up for many years, and all the curators ran away from me, sparkling heels. Now I have to work in pairs with the one from whom I am ready to escape. A brazen, daring, accurately knowing the price... He drives me crazy with just a look, and I am afraid that he will get to the bottom of the truth about me...

But the circumstances force us together to investigate the series of mysterious events In which such dark forces are involved that...

hey, what happened to magic?