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.

It travels up my arms, settling in my chest before radiating outward. The golden glow returns, seeping from my hands into the

heat building inside me, different from the

surprise, they're hovering

muse. "You're more persistent than I

this mean you'll answer

spirit tilts their head, regarding me with those unfathomable

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asking

bite back a frustrated sigh. Why can't magical beings ever give straight answers? Is it against some freaking supernatural law they hold deep in their souls? It's ridiculous. "No law. It's

read my thoughts. "Okay, then what should I be

forest around us. "You seek more power, yet you don't understand

My teacher-I was separated from my

you humans.

attention. There are no ornate rules to magic. Do you need lessons to breathe?" Magic seems a little different

feel that

a spirit, and I'm

of sass in your head for

clear my throat, trying to keep my

Wild magic, untamed and uncontrolled, is a force of nature. It responds to your emotions, your desires, but without proper guidance, it can consume you. It Isn't like electricity, flowing only within the conduits

consume-I was told I needed a teacher so I wouldn't kill myself and everyone

hair reaching the ground. They look ridiculous, despite the grim words 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

slowly in the

tone, "they think they're so clever. They've found a way to cheat the system, or so they

eager to understand "What

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feel the pressure building up, they funnel that excess energy into these

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