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

It, too, disappears.

I'm left with one

I mutter, cutting my

the Fae Ward," Magister Orion announces on

"How

wall behind

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

an odd look.

with numbers," I

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245 Ava Magic Boot

"We've always used clocks

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

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

circle?"

the hands-well, they're actually needles that point to the

of his nose in thought. The numbers one

1 nod.

do you tell time with only twelve

minutes. The big

have

noon. And then

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

Trying 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 adult and I already want to tear my hair out. Imagine teaching third-grade

for the hills and give up their

once more: the power inside of me is easier to grasp, though it feels like it wiggles

hands.

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

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

would I know if I didn't watch you trying to

like he's dragged me around

should I do?"

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