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.

I cut my trickle of magic as it dives straight

It, too, disappears.

left with one feeble little

mutter, cutting my magic and watching

the Fae Ward," Magister Orion announces on

blink, surprised. "How do

the wall behind me. "The room told

clocks on the wall. One displays a countdown for our time in the training room, while the other shows the time

gives me an odd look.

with numbers," I explain, gesturing to

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always used clocks with numbers. What other kind is

you describe an analog clock to someone who's never seen one? They have hands

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

circle?"

needles that point

rubs the tip of his nose in thought. The numbers one through

1 nod.

tell time with

or five minutes. The big needle is for minutes

have twelve

then there's P.M.,

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

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

they didn't all run for

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

hands.

cuts through my concentration. "Focus on gathering your magic inside of

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

the room. "How would I know

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

should I do?"

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