your own, under The Fates control.” She paused, giving me a moment to consider her words.
“What do you mean coinciding?”
“Imagine two circles next to each other, meeting at a center point. The center point would be this cave-the doorway between both realms. Each circle is its own, different realm, but where they touch is the bridge between both worlds.”
“That makes sense, but two realms?” I asked suspiciously.
She nodded soberly.
I shook my head. “And The Fates are the Gods who rule both worlds? This is preposterous.” I rolled my eyes and sighed.
She looked at me with disapproval. “As preposterous,” she spat, “as this sounds, you know what I say is true, don’t you? You’ve known all along that you were meant for something else. That you didn’t belong in the world you call home.” Her eyebrow rose, questioning me.
She was right, exactly right. It made sense, even the situation I was in. No one that I knew of could do what I could with fire. And Fenn’s powers only added to the confusing circumstances. We really weren’t normal.
My face fell as I caved in. “So what I can do…that’s normal where I come from?”
She looked pleased. “For some, yes, but you’re special, Aurora. You’re one of a kind. Your parents went through great lengths to have you. They-” Before she could finish, a beam of light clapped around her, Houdini-ing her out of my line of sight.
My heart quickened. Now I was alone inside the damp cavern. I felt heat surrounding me and saw the same beam of light appear. I felt myself dissolve inside it and then piece by piece, my body put itself back together.
My first breath as my whole self was a gasp as I clawed at my throat. Eve stood next to me, patting me on the back. I looked up and could have sworn I saw an impish grin before her eyes connected with mine.
“The first time one is summoned by The Fates is harder than the first time one ports. Just try taking deep breaths and think of calming thoughts,” she coached as her hand stiffly rubbed my back.
“Right, calming thoughts. Umm…I’m in a crazy place with an even crazier lady. Fenn has no idea the nightmare I’m living inside my head,” I mumbled. I felt a wave of nausea come over me.
“Calming…remember. Get it together or you will miss what is being shown to you.”
I scowled at her. God, would it kill her to have a little sympathy?
Then she sighed heavily, pulling me up to stand next to her. Her index fingers touched my temples and instantly the nausea disappeared.
“We are in the Lyceum, the Great Hall of the Pyre Magium,” she said. Her tone sounded as if this were the last place she wanted to be.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, trying to rub the glaze that seemed to saturate my sight. She moved closer to me and once again ignored my question. Her body seemed almost as if it were shielding me, though from what, I had no clue.
She ignored my question. “This is one of the four Rebell Islands, home to all Mages. Each is ruled by an Arch Mage. The Arch who rules here is Liege Zordon.” The disgust rolled off her tongue as her lips quivered. “An Arch Mage is the highest rank of all Mages. And this one in particular will stop at nothing to get what he wants-the Stone of Immortality.”
I could feel the shock on my face as my mouth hung open. It took me a moment to gather my thoughts. “Can we back up a sec? I’m a little stuck at Mage. What exactly is a Mage?” I continued to rub at my eyes. Wherever we were, it was very large and extremely bright, as bright as the sun.
“Part of your heritage, Aurora. I apologize, my patience is thin. Please try to keep up and accept what is happening. Your time is limited.” She took a deep breath. “A Mage is one of the most powerful magic wielding races inside this realm, besides the Draconta.”
I gasped which sounded more like I was choking. “Draconta?” I barely stammered out, the word once again hitting home. “You’re kidding,
“What do you mean coinciding?”
“Imagine two circles next to each other, meeting at a center point. The center point would be this cave-the doorway between both realms. Each circle is its own, different realm, but where they touch is the bridge between both worlds.”
“That makes sense, but two realms?” I asked suspiciously.
She nodded soberly.
I shook my head. “And The Fates are the Gods who rule both worlds? This is preposterous.” I rolled my eyes and sighed.
She looked at me with disapproval. “As preposterous,” she spat, “as this sounds, you know what I say is true, don’t you? You’ve known all along that you were meant for something else. That you didn’t belong in the world you call home.” Her eyebrow rose, questioning me.
She was right, exactly right. It made sense, even the situation I was in. No one that I knew of could do what I could with fire. And Fenn’s powers only added to the confusing circumstances. We really weren’t normal.
My face fell as I caved in. “So what I can do…that’s normal where I come from?”
She looked pleased. “For some, yes, but you’re special, Aurora. You’re one of a kind. Your parents went through great lengths to have you. They-” Before she could finish, a beam of light clapped around her, Houdini-ing her out of my line of sight.
My heart quickened. Now I was alone inside the damp cavern. I felt heat surrounding me and saw the same beam of light appear. I felt myself dissolve inside it and then piece by piece, my body put itself back together.
My first breath as my whole self was a gasp as I clawed at my throat. Eve stood next to me, patting me on the back. I looked up and could have sworn I saw an impish grin before her eyes connected with mine.
“The first time one is summoned by The Fates is harder than the first time one ports. Just try taking deep breaths and think of calming thoughts,” she coached as her hand stiffly rubbed my back.
“Right, calming thoughts. Umm…I’m in a crazy place with an even crazier lady. Fenn has no idea the nightmare I’m living inside my head,” I mumbled. I felt a wave of nausea come over me.
“Calming…remember. Get it together or you will miss what is being shown to you.”
I scowled at her. God, would it kill her to have a little sympathy?
Then she sighed heavily, pulling me up to stand next to her. Her index fingers touched my temples and instantly the nausea disappeared.
“We are in the Lyceum, the Great Hall of the Pyre Magium,” she said. Her tone sounded as if this were the last place she wanted to be.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, trying to rub the glaze that seemed to saturate my sight. She moved closer to me and once again ignored my question. Her body seemed almost as if it were shielding me, though from what, I had no clue.
She ignored my question. “This is one of the four Rebell Islands, home to all Mages. Each is ruled by an Arch Mage. The Arch who rules here is Liege Zordon.” The disgust rolled off her tongue as her lips quivered. “An Arch Mage is the highest rank of all Mages. And this one in particular will stop at nothing to get what he wants-the Stone of Immortality.”
I could feel the shock on my face as my mouth hung open. It took me a moment to gather my thoughts. “Can we back up a sec? I’m a little stuck at Mage. What exactly is a Mage?” I continued to rub at my eyes. Wherever we were, it was very large and extremely bright, as bright as the sun.
“Part of your heritage, Aurora. I apologize, my patience is thin. Please try to keep up and accept what is happening. Your time is limited.” She took a deep breath. “A Mage is one of the most powerful magic wielding races inside this realm, besides the Draconta.”
I gasped which sounded more like I was choking. “Draconta?” I barely stammered out, the word once again hitting home. “You’re kidding,
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