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.

flickers out of existence. Another bounces off, and I cut my trickle of magic as it dives straight

It, too, disappears.

end, I'm left with

it, I mutter, cutting my magic and watching it

the Fae Ward," Magister Orion announces

blink, surprised. "How do you

behind me.

time in the training room, while the other shows the time and date in the Fae Ward. "Wait,

me an odd look. "What's

clocks with numbers," I

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

never seen one? They have hands that go around in a circle, and go from one to

circle? Why? Why do you need hands? Is

circle?"

needles that point to

of his nose in thought. The

1 nod.

tell time

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

only have

then there's P.M., which

can be so very strange. This technology of yours brings you backward." Giving up on the

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

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

fire once more:

hands.

"Focus on gathering your magic inside of you until it's stable. Your

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

that fills the room. "How would I know if I

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

should I do?"

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