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<p dir="ltr">'''“No, it is, in fact, splendid. I think what you experienced was a choice. A choice of an ability.”'''</p>

Latest revision as of 16:06, April 6, 2020

Ch. 18

“Jolie!” exclaimed my dad, hugging me. “We were so worried!”

“Where am I?” I muttered groggily. “More importantly, what happened to me?”

“You’re in Elwin’s office right now. We found you out in the fields behind our house. You were fading.” The word sends a shock through me. Fading? Isn’t that how Cyrah Endal died?

“Miss Reuwen, you’re better now. I had to whip up a solution on the spot though.” Elwin said, chuckling. “We’ve never had this happening. I suppose you were just deep in thought about something you couldn’t spare the concentration on light leaping.”

“S-something like that.” I muttered. Is that what all of those colored lights in the light tunnel were? Were those even real? Am I hallucinating?

“Anyway, Mr. and Mrs. Reuwen, I insist you go home. It’s getting late, and Jolie needs to rest. You can return tomorrow morning with her food and clothes.”

“Are you sure-”

“Don’t worry Grady, I’ll take care of her.” Dad nodded and light leaped away. Mom left a moment after.

“How are you feeling now, Ms. Reuwen?”

“My head feels kind of cloudy, and the room feels dark. Kind of like it needs some more light.”

“Ah.” said Elwin. He seemed to be thinking about something. “Jolie, I need you to tell me what happened when you were about to fade. What happened in the light tunnel?”

“Well, I felt trapped in all of these different bursts of light. It was too bright for me, so I tried to find a duller area. In the clearing I went in, there were seven bowls - each had a different color.”

“Do you recall some of the colors?” asked Elwin.

“Yes, there was opal, violet, deep Blue and a couple others.”

“Perhaps, were they red, orange, green, and baby pink?”

“Yes, those are the ones!”

“And you say there were only seven?” I nodded. Elwin muttered something about abilities to himself.

“I felt the urge to scoop the opal light in my hands - and then I did. That’s when everything started hurting.” Elwin stood up. “Is it something bad?” I asked.

“No, it is, in fact, splendid. I think what you experienced was a choice. A choice of an ability.”

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