Tangled

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229 Ava: Fire

Bureaucracy in the Fae Ward moves with the pace of a paralyzed sloth, leaving me with an itchy feeling between my shoulder blades, as if staying here is the worst decision I've ever made.

Selene spends most of her time slinking around the Fae Ward, finding pockets of space with less wards to sneeze over. Vanessa and Marcus stick with me, with Vanessa sharing my bedroom. Our first lesson doesn't happen for three days. Why?

Application for Unlicensed Magus to Practice Dangerous Magic Within Residential Areas.

It's an actual title of a piece of paperwork Magister Orion had to file. Apparently, new wizards (though the official Fae-paperwork term is magus, unknown origin) are deemed a deadly force.

Whoever runs this place has a serious stick up their butt about me learning magic.

"I don't like it," Vanessa says, staring out the window. "They'll have your name on official paperwork. We have no idea how deep Renard's influence lies."

"It's only within the Fae Ward," I point out, like I have the other thirty times she's mentioned it. "If they're going to find me here, the paperwork won't be the only reason."

Marcus, of course, is quiet. We already know how he feels. He hates it and doesn't trust the paperwork, either.

Not that I disagree with either of them-it's just that, like them, I feel stuck.

17:05

that I've been unable to reach Lucas for three days.

ty

Knowing that they're fighting over there, not knowing the full

us on edge.

any progress" Vanessa

me, where I'm surrounded by five

magic book I'm still kicking myself over for leaving in my room at the lodge,

disappear, and Vanessa and Marcus are able to

that happens when I touch them: no tingle or buzz within my fingertips. I can't feel anything. It's just

red tape, gave me these five papers and told me to

instructions, it's no surprise I've had

matter how I try to commune with a

advises, grimacing at the papers before me. "It helps with fighting. Learning to center, to focus only on what matters. Maybe you're

you

grab

SVR XS. FIR

breath as I center myself. The sounds and scents of the world fade away, leaving only the sensation of my

of reach.

try to

either.

this power if nothing works? Taking another deep breath, I force myself to relax. Maybe I'm trying too

the rune

about its properties-how it consumes, how it transforms,

Burning.

this life, but of another. A dream? A vision?

anything I've experienced.

pain that raged through every fiber of my being. I couldn't move, couldn't scream, couldn't

my throat as the phantom sensations wash over me. I want to pull away from the memory, to escape the torment, but something

17.50

220 Ava. Fire

matters.

self, just pure sensation. And in that moment of complete dissolution, something else emerged. Something primal and powerful. I focus on that feeling, on the memory of being unmade by fire. The

power.