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.

made any progress" Vanessa

I'm

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

don't disappear, and Vanessa and Marcus are able

again and again. There's nothing that happens when I touch them: no tingle or buzz within my fingertips. I can't feel anything. It's just a

five papers and told me

vague instructions, it's no

try to commune with a single element within me, nothing

"It helps with fighting. Learning to center, to focus only

you

look-it's not like I haven't tried that before-I grab

SVR XS. FIR

slow breath as I center myself. The sounds and scents of the world fade away, leaving only the sensation of my own body, its thudding heartbeat vibrating through my chest, and

of reach.

Nothing happens. I try to visualize tugging at it, like pulling on a string, but it remains stubbornly distant. Knocking on it in my

either.

if nothing works? Taking another deep

to the rune for fire

its properties-how it consumes, how it transforms,

Burning.

of this life, but of another. A dream? A vision? Whatever it was, it feels as real

anything I've experienced.

every fiber of my being. I couldn't move, couldn't scream, couldn't

pull away from the memory, to escape the torment,

17.50

220 Ava. Fire

matters.

no 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

power.