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.

Another bounces off, and I cut my trickle of magic

It, too, disappears.

left

it, I mutter, cutting my magic and watching it fade

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

surprised. "How do

wall behind me.

for our time in the training room, while the other shows the time and

an odd

with numbers," I

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

you describe an analog clock to someone who's never seen one? They have hands that go around in a circle,

"A circle? Why? Why do you

circle?"

actually needles that point to the

nose in

1 nod.

tell time with

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

only have

And then there's P.M., which is

expression on his face. "Human inventions can be so very strange. This technology

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

all run for

my focus back to my training. I close my eyes, concentrating on summoning fire once more: the

hands.

gathering your magic inside of you until it's stable. Your control

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

the room. "How would I know

feel like he's dragged me around for way

should I do?"

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