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.

of existence. Another bounces off, and I cut my trickle

It, too, disappears.

the end, I'm left with

cutting my magic and watching

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

"How do

wall behind me. "The room told

wall. One displays a countdown for our time in the training room, while the other shows the time and date in the Fae

me an odd look.

know, clocks with numbers," I explain, gesturing to

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always used clocks with numbers. What

clock to someone who's never seen one? They have

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

circle?"

hands-well, they're actually needles

the tip of his nose in thought.

1 nod.

you tell time with only twelve

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

only have

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

"Human inventions can be so very strange. This

elementary teachers can throw knowledge at children; I'm trying to teach an adult and I already want to tear my

they didn't all run for the hills

training. I close my eyes, concentrating on summoning fire once more: the power

hands.

my concentration. "Focus on gathering your magic inside

"Why didn't you

fills the room. "How would I

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

should I do?"

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