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.

bounces off, and I cut my trickle of magic as it dives straight

It, too, disappears.

the end, I'm left with one feeble little

it, I mutter, cutting my magic and

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

surprised. "How do you

the wall behind me. "The

displays a countdown for our time in the training room, while the other

Orion gives me an

with numbers," I explain, gesturing

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

to someone who's never seen one? They

to confusion. "A circle? Why? Why do you need hands? Is it

circle?"

hands-well, they're actually needles that point

the tip of his nose in thought. The numbers

1 nod.

do you tell time with

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

only have

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

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

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

they didn't all run for the hills and

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

hands.

my concentration. "Focus on gathering your magic

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

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

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

should I do?"

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