Origin of Magic by Linsey Hall

Author:Linsey Hall [Hall, Linsey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: BA
ISBN: 9781942085270
Publisher: Bonnie Doon Press
Published: 2017-07-25T23:00:00+00:00

I popped awake, gasping. The sun peaked over the horizon, spreading a golden glow over the valley.

“What’s wrong?” Ares’s voice was groggy as he sat up.

“A dream.” I scrubbed my hand over my face to dry the tears. “I knew Ademius when I was a child.”

Suddenly, things were falling into place.

“How?”

“He visited me in the forest several times a year. He must have known what I would become. But then he disappeared. He said he was being hunted.”

“By Drakon?”

“I think so. He said he was evil.”

“That means Drakon has been seeking this prophecy for over a decade. He didn’t have the Vessel of Truth at that point, though, did he?”

“No. He first got it by stealing it from us. But that doesn’t mean he didn’t know the legend of the beaker. Vessels of Truth are rare. He could have learned of Ademius first, then found the beaker.”

“And Ademius got wind that he was coming for him and ran for it,” Ares said.

“Exactly. But not before telling me to tend to my garden.” I smiled. Though I couldn’t remember the other times I’d seen him in the forest, I could recall how comforted I’d felt to be in his presence. How much I’d enjoyed talking about my garden with him. “I’ve always liked older people and I wondered if I had a grandparent. I didn’t—not technically. But I’d had Ademius.”

“He’s a grandparent.” The corner of Ares’s mouth quirked up. “If you add about one hundred ‘greats’ in front of his name.”

I smiled, my heart suddenly light. We were going to find Ademius. More family for me.

I climbed out of the sleeping bag and stretched my sore muscles. “Come on. We’ve got to get a move on.”

“Excited?” he asked.

“Yeah.” I gazed out at the rising sun, hope filling my chest. “Last week, I knew nothing about my family. Not even if they were alive or dead. Nothing. I’ve been desperate to know for ten years. But now, I have parents. And Ademius.”

“That is a good streak of luck.” Ares smiled.

“Yep. And I’m going to keep it going.” I called upon my magic, conjuring a breakfast of cheese sandwiches and water. I handed one off to Ares.

“Cheese sandwiches for breakfast?” he asked.

“Cheese for all meals.”

“Thanks.” He bit in. Chewed. Swallowed. “You’re a good cook.”

“Only with the conjuring. And cheese.” I ate my sandwich quickly, then conjured a simple nylon backpack. I crouched down and bundled the sleeping bag up into a tiny packet. I’d been careful to conjure one of those compressible ones. I hated leaving trash behind, so I’d just carry it out of here, along with our used water bottles.

“You don’t want to use your destroyer power to clean up?” Ares asked.

“No.” I shoved the sleeping bag into the backpack. The destroyer magic felt too dark inside me, more so than ever. Was that because I was becoming more in tune with the Life magic and the two couldn’t coexist easily? Though it was controlled and no longer making me ill, I didn’t like using it.

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