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.

cut my trickle of magic

It, too, disappears.

the end, I'm left with one feeble

cutting my magic

hours have passed in the Fae Ward," Magister

surprised. "How do

at the wall behind me.

to see two modern-looking clocks on the wall. One displays a countdown for our time in the training room, while the other shows the time and date in the Fae Ward. "Wait, the Fac

an odd look.

with numbers," I explain, gesturing

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always used clocks with numbers. What other kind

one? They have hands that go around in a circle, and

confusion. "A circle? Why? Why do you

circle?"

hands-well, they're actually needles that point to the

the tip of his nose in thought. The numbers

1 nod.

do you tell time with

number is either an hour, or five minutes. The big

only have twelve

before noon. And then there's P.M., which is after

face. "Human inventions can be so very strange. This

makes my head hurt. I have no idea how elementary teachers can throw knowledge at children; I'm trying to teach an adult and I already want to tear my hair out.

all run for the

turn my focus back to my training. I close my eyes, concentrating on summoning fire once more: the power inside of me is easier to grasp, though it feels

hands.

voice cuts through my concentration. "Focus on gathering your magic inside of you until it's stable. Your control

didn't you tell me that earlier? I've been at

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

point is fair, but I still feel like he's dragged me

should I do?"

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