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The Amoveo Series: The Amoveo Legacy

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Suddenly, Sam got the eerie feeling of being watched and knew she was no longer alone in her revelries. She froze and clutched her robe closed. She swallowed hard, afraid to open her eyes. Sam cursed silently at her silliness and slowly cracked one eye open. There was no one in her room, the door was still closed. I'm being ridiculous. Just as she let out a sigh of relief, she heard a clicking noise behind her. She slowly turned around and her body froze at the sight before her. Perched on her window sill was the exact same bird she'd seen in her dream and identical to the one she'd drawn on her canvas. Samantha stood there with wide eyes, uncertain what to do. "Holy crap," she whispered.

The giant bird puffed up, bronze feathers glinting in the light. It shook its head as though displeased with her response.

"Sorry. Nice, birdie," she said through a strained, almost hysterical giggle.

The giant creature didn't move.

It just sat there staring at her, silently watching her with glowing yellow eyes. Sam didn't know what to do so she stared back. Eventually her artist's eye began to study the specimen before her. Her fear soon became replaced by curiosity. It was a mammoth bird of prey, an eagle, she thought, but reminded herself she'd have to look it up later. Its feathers shone with bright streaks in varying hues of browns and bronzes. They glinted brightly in golden flashes with even the slightest movement. She eyed its large taloned feet and sharp, hooked beak. Sam shuddered at the damage they could likely do.

The eyes were the same piercing yellow she remembered from her dream. They didn't move from her face. As she stared into the eyes of her feathered visitor, she got the oddest sense of familiarity.. She felt like it was intentionally sitting there so she could study it, like some kind of bizarre introduction. Feeling an unusual bravery, Sam slowly reached out to touch it.

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