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.

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

It, too, disappears.

I'm left

cutting my

have passed in the Fae Ward," Magister

blink, surprised. "How do

behind me. "The room told

the training room, while the other shows the time and date in

me an

with numbers," I explain,

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up eagerly. "We've always used clocks with numbers.

seen one? They have hands that go around in a circle, and

Why? Why do you need

circle?"

they're actually needles that point

rubs the tip of his nose in thought. The numbers

1 nod.

do you tell time with only twelve

minutes. The big needle is for minutes and the short needle is for

have twelve

so before noon. And then

on his face. "Human inventions can be so very strange. This technology

just makes my head hurt. I have no idea how elementary teachers can throw knowledge at children;

run for

I close my eyes, concentrating on summoning fire once more: the power inside of

hands.

Magister Orion's voice cuts through my concentration. "Focus on gathering your magic inside of you until it's stable. Your

eyes snap open and I stare in exasperation. "Why didn't you tell

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

but I still feel like he's dragged me around for

should I do?"

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