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A Change of Hands This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

By Megan M., Brooklyn, NY

     “Name, mistress?”

“Maria Sanolvi Arino,” muttered Death.

“And do you know your charge?”

She turned to face the tall boy dressed in warrior’s clothes. How young they set out to conquer the world! Had it always been this way?

“I can guess well enough,” she said.

“Murder, first degree. Witchcraft. Heresy.” He leaned toward her. “There’s something else, something not quite right about you, Ms. Arino. The people fear you. They want you dead. Do you understand?”

“The people want me dead,” she repeated.

“I don't know what to do. You have demonstrated certain ...” he was loathe to say powers “.

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