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 as it dives straight

It, too, disappears.

end, I'm left with one

it, I mutter, cutting my magic and watching it

Fae Ward," Magister Orion announces on the

surprised. "How do you

the wall behind

displays a countdown for our time in the training room, while the other shows the time and date in the Fae Ward. "Wait,

Orion gives me an odd look. "What's

with numbers," I explain,

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clocks

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

to confusion. "A circle? Why? Why do you

circle?"

they're actually needles that point

of his nose in thought. The numbers one through

1 nod.

do you tell time

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

only have twelve

And then there's P.M., which

head, a bemused expression on his face. "Human inventions can be so very strange. This technology of yours brings you backward."

clocks just 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. Imagine teaching third-grade children how

they didn't all run for the hills and give up their

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

hands.

on gathering your magic

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

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

is fair, but I still feel like he's dragged me around for way too

should I do?"

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