Tangled

Chapter 290

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"You're really bad at taking care of yourself, aren't you?"

The little bit of life I'd managed to bring back to the forest is already dwindling, but the spirit- Grimoire, I'm pretty sure-is floating in the air when I open my eyes, lying on their side with their head propped on their hand. "Excuse me?" What a welcome.

"Not eating. Don't even notice you have a fever. Wild magic inside of you." They shake their head. "You'll implode at this rate."

A fever? My forehead feels cool to touch. "I don't have a fever."

"Your hand is as hot as your-never mind. Not my problem if humans want to kill themselves." They roll over, presenting their back to me.

"What do you mean by wild magic? And why would I implode?"

The spirit waves their hand dismissively, not even bothering to look at me. Their indifference is frustrating.

Last time, they spoke with me after I connected with the magic hidden here.

Fine. If that's what it takes to get answers, I'll try again.

Once I focus, the hidden magic pulses beneath the lake, calling my attention.

I touch my forehead discreetly. It feels cool to me, but the spirit's words nag at the back of my mind. Could I really have a fever?

Pushing the thought aside, I concentrate on the magic thrumming beneath the water, the faintest whisper of it grazing the land. Reaching out with my senses, I try to coax it to life once more.

happens. The forest remains silent, the air still. But then, slowly, I feel a warmth spreading from my fingertips. It travels up my arms, settling in my chest before radiating outward. The golden glow returns, seeping from my hands into the ground. It spreads like veins through

magic flows, I become acutely aware of my body. There's a strange heat building inside me, different from the warmth of the magic. It's uncomfortable, almost

To my surprise, they're hovering closer

muse. "You're more persistent than I

you'll answer my questions

tilts their head, regarding me with those

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asking the

beings ever give straight answers? Is it against some freaking supernatural law they hold deep in their souls? It's ridiculous. "No

they can read my thoughts.

the revitalized forest around us. "You

my

you humans.

without a teacher, if you pay attention. That's the problem with Never paying attention. There are no ornate rules to magic. Do you need lessons to

it? It doesn't feel that

a spirit, and

lot of sass in your head for

my throat, trying to keep my thoughts

magic, untamed and uncontrolled, is a force of nature. It responds to your emotions, your desires, but without proper guidance,

I needed a teacher so I wouldn't kill myself and

solemn expression. "Magic requires balance, they explain. "What you're doing now is drawing power from the world. around you, but you're not giving anything back. It's like trying to fill a cup with a hole in the bottom. Eventually, the pressure will become too much" My

do wizards control

to rotate slowly in the air, defying gravity in

they begin, their voice taking on a slightly mocking tone, "they think they're so

eager to understand "What

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that excess energy into these constructs. Imagine a pot of boiling water. Instead. of turning down the heat, they

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