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.

existence. Another bounces off, and I cut my trickle

It, too, disappears.

I'm left

I mutter, cutting my magic

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

surprised. "How

wall behind me.

while the other shows the time and date in the Fae Ward. "Wait, the Fac use digital

gives me an odd

I explain, gesturing to the

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245 Ava Magic Boot

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

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

Why? Why do you need hands? Is it

circle?"

the hands-well, they're actually needles

nose in

1 nod.

you tell time with only

or five minutes. The big needle is for minutes and the short needle

only have twelve

And then there's

on his face. "Human inventions can be so very strange. This technology of yours brings you backward." Giving up

just makes my head hurt. I have no idea how elementary teachers can throw knowledge at children; I'm trying to

they didn't all run for the hills

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

hands.

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

I stare in exasperation. "Why didn't you tell me

room. "How would I know if I didn't watch you trying to

fair, but I still feel like he's dragged

should I do?"

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