Tangled

Chapter 245

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245 Ava: Magic Boot Camp

Magister Orion keeps me in the training room for an entire week.

Eating. Sleeping. It doesn't matter; I do it all there.

At first, it's weird. I'm always rushing, wanting to go back, to see if we've heard from Sister Miriam or Selene, but Magister Orion points out every time-enough time hasn't passed in our

world.

It's weird. I don't think it'll ever feel right.

"How long has it been? Didn't you say it changes?"

"It changes from time to time, but stays stable for long periods." He rests in a hammock, swaying from two palm trees in the middle of our weird, metal training room. He looks like he's on

vacation.

Marcus is watching in silence, as he always does.

Vanessa's asleep in her own hammock. They've been taking turns.

Me?

I'm drenched in sweat, but there are three different flames, about an inch in size, floating in the

air in front of me. It's little more than candle-strength, but I'm proud of it.

Maybe it doesn't sound like much, but it's massive progress.

Instead of pestering Magister Orion for a more concrete answer, I try to pull the three flames together and merge them into one.

It all falls apart after that.

bounces off, and I cut my

It, too, disappears.

end, I'm left

my

hours have passed in the Fae Ward," Magister Orion announces on the heels of my

surprised. "How do

points at the wall behind me. "The room

while the other shows the time and date in the Fae Ward.

gives me an odd

I explain, gesturing to the

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up eagerly. "We've always used clocks with numbers. What other

describe an analog clock to someone who's never seen one? They

confusion. "A circle? Why? Why do you

circle?"

the hands-well, they're actually needles that

of his nose in

1 nod.

you tell time with only twelve

number is either an hour, or five minutes. The big needle is for minutes and the short needle is for

only have

then

head, a bemused expression on his face. "Human inventions can be so very

no idea how elementary teachers can throw knowledge at children; I'm trying to teach an

all run for the hills

my eyes, concentrating on summoning fire once more: the power inside of me is easier to grasp, though it feels

hands.

"Focus on gathering your magic inside of you until it's

I stare in exasperation. "Why didn't you tell me that earlier? I've been at this for

a deep rumble that fills the room. "How would I know

like he's dragged me

should I do?"

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