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

It, too, disappears.

the end, I'm left with one feeble

cutting my magic and watching it

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

"How do

points at the wall behind

while the other shows the time and

Orion gives me an

with numbers," I explain, gesturing

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used clocks with numbers. What other

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

confusion. "A circle? Why? Why do you need hands?

circle?"

hands-well, they're actually needles that

his nose in thought. The numbers

1 nod.

do you tell time with

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

only have

before noon. And then

shakes his head, a bemused expression on his face. "Human inventions can be so very strange. This technology of yours brings you backward." Giving up on the clock explanation, I just

at children; I'm trying to teach an adult and I already want to tear my hair out. Imagine teaching third-grade children how to read

run for the

close my eyes, concentrating on summoning fire once more: the power inside of me is easier to grasp, though it feels like it

hands.

on gathering your magic

and I stare in exasperation. "Why didn't you

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

feel like he's dragged

should I do?"

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