"Ye okay, lass?" Kiarr appears at my side and I nearly hug him right out in front of the handful of students still milling about."Not really. I've got to get to the leylines in the graveyard next to the angel statue.""Allow me to walk ye there?" He holds out his arm and after glancing around to en
I turn from Kiarr and place my hand on the marble angel's carved one. The graves around me flip upside down and sideways. I feel like I'm falling through an endless black hole. I clench my teeth to keep from screaming and close my eyes. God, this is just like the first time.Pinpricks jab along ever
"To hide the herbs and plants they were using," I say before I realize my mouth is open."Very good." Bergins smiles and his fangs flash making me recoil, ducking down deeper in my seat. "To hide from the humans their secrets. But ultimately, their nicknames for plants and herbs got them categorized
Gwen's words about Lance parade in my mind as I push through the wooden doors to Magic Theory class. Mrs. Jonas stands in front of a table of silver instruments. As I get closer, I make out small saws, carving knives, sanders, leather gloves, and odd crystals."Good morning, class." She pushes her r
"Brene?" one of my classmates calls out and I hurry to catch up to the group outside.We walk along the dirt trail to the woods bordering the Academy. Mrs. Jonas is rambling nonstop and I put on my gloves."Spend a little time before you hack off the branch. Be respectful and ask the tree for permis
When I enter the classroom, I place the wand near the window and tie a notecard with my name on it on a string. My mind keeps focusing on what Kiarr and Ben said about the tree and I decide to look up details on it once I finish my classes for the day.I shuffle to my next class, Spells and Hexes an
At the end of the day, I flop across my bed, kind of excited about the idea of making a wand, and glad Mrs. Jonas is a hands-on theory professor rather than just spouting facts.My Magical Theory textbook is splayed open and I flip through the descriptions of wand making and trees until I come to th
"What troubles ye, lass?" Kiarr faces the bed, trails of sunlight flicker through his ghostly form.I rub my eyes, not even realizing that I had fallen asleep last night but knowing I must have. "Nothing. Everything.""Is it about sending us back to the grave?" Kiarr's hand rests on the hilt of his