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 of

It, too, disappears.

the end, I'm left with

mutter, cutting my magic and watching

have passed in the Fae Ward," Magister Orion announces

blink, surprised. "How do you

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 use digital

an

know, clocks with numbers," I

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

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

"A circle? Why? Why do you need hands?

circle?"

needles that point

his nose in thought. The

1 nod.

time with

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

only have twelve

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

his head, a bemused expression on his face. "Human inventions can be so very strange. This technology of yours brings you backward." Giving up on the clock explanation, I just

at children; I'm trying to teach an adult

they didn't all run for the hills

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

hands.

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

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

fills the room. "How would I know if I didn't

but I still feel like he's dragged me around for way too long. "Fair point. So,

should I do?"

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