I was hyper aware of everything magical around me. Sienna and Rusty downstairs, the collected bits that I made into trinkets in the studio, and even the Magical Compendium on top of my bureau seemed to beckon. I’d never had to deal with residual magic from a casting like this before. It was as if...
The silver lava river stood exposed between us and the entrance to the mountain cavern. The gap was far too wide for me to jump, even if I hadn’t had Kett hanging off my shoulder. “So …” I mused. “That worm thing that lives in the lava knocked out the bridge, eh?” Kett’s head was hanging to the s...